Penny Dreadfuls, 1865 · page 120 of 400
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AGNES OR, BKAUTY AND PLEASURE. 305 TO a Oe IT eee ko ~ . eee STS That nee mnie neengees nate apetetne negro ee ER TYR se ee inary el hate ee) Bale rea yyir AY EK a N Ortona ; for it vas evident that the soldiers had you a Kiog of, thoir own Choosing! Fixe, boys | altnost to a man purposely fired over the boats in- fre !” stead of at them, inasmuch as there was ae shower | Another volley poured down from the Molos of bullete splashing in the water several yards : this time it was directed towards the boats—two aatern. OF the conspirators were kitie | and three or four “Villeing!? ried the Colonel, wiu, as the amckc! wiunded. The next instant the fire was ya. clerrod sway, sax ate@ glance that there eas cet | turned: a sharp and deadly voliey was sent up « coul burt io either of the boats: “ ye shali be from the boate—the rifles of the conspipators told decimat-d if ye do not do your duty {” fataliy—and at least a dozen soldiers lay stretched ** Long live the Republic !” shouted a voice from 'at the feet of their comrades. Another voliey— the midst of the ranks. ;and then another did the couspirators pour upon “For haaven’s sake, my lord, avail yourself cf '¢hair arponents; and under cover of thie mur- the ory!” bastily whispered De Vero. | derous fire they eiicoted » landing in tba most “Nol” thunaceed ¢ne neadstroug and obstinate | guiiont wd admireble manner. Charles was Ortona: “our ory is the Solidarity of Italy !’ | amongst them: he was close by the Marquis ot There was a visible sensation of disappointment | Ortona. He looked for the sisters—be saw them and disgust on the part of the soldiera, The| es a little distance, with their swords and their Colonel saw it—ie comprehended it—and he | rides... flung down bis own rifts (whic), by the cried out ecorntully, “Ob, ho! they would give! bia b, ad voly loaded with blank cartridge) — mo Tis) $1. -AGYEO wat [DOO COMRMNIG CO