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04-pioneers_025-1793	James Fenimore Cooper	04-pioneers_025-1793	1793		.txt	text/plain	5276	179	68	But, d'yesee, squire, I kept my hatches chose, and it's but little water that ever gets into my scuttle-butt. Mohegan gave a wave of assent with his hand, and in the next instant the canoe was without the run of the bass, and in water nearly twenty feet in depth.	cache/04-pioneers_025-1793.txt	txt/04-pioneers_025-1793.txt