The Last Mohican

Bernard Malamud

1958

Behind him, a short distance to the right, he had noticed a stranger—give a skeleton a couple of pounds—loitering near a bronze statue on a stone pedestal of the heavy-dugged Etruscan wolf suckling the infant Romulus and Remus, the man contemplating Fidelman already acquisitively so as to suggest to the traveler that he had been mirrored (lock…

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Bernard Malamud

1914–1986

Brought up in Brooklyn, New York, Bernard Malamud was a major novelist and short story writer. The honorary consultant in American letters to the Library of Congress, Malamud also taught English at Bennington College. He received the National Book Award, the Pulitzer Prize, and the O. Henry Award.

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