CHAPTER VII. 
THE HUNTERS OF KENTUCKY. 
THE GRAVE OF THE SILENT HUNTER. 
My native town, Hopkinsville, is in one of the southern 
counties of Kentucky, called Christian, which was for a long 
time one of the largest, if not the largest county in the State. 
This was no special matter of boast by the way; for although 
the southern portion, comprising about half the county which 
bordered upon the Tennessee line, was as rich, level and 
lovely a stretch of “barrens” as ever swayed its myriad wild 
flowers of countless hues beneath the labored beat of the 
south wind’s odor-burdened wings, yet, immediately to the 
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