The Yankee Champion — page 119: what you’re looking at

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112 THE YANKEE CHAMPION. shall die to-night. You ain’t safe here a moment. Quick! dress yourself and,come with me.’’ ‘But what——”’ ‘Don’t stop to ask a question, but come. I'll tell you all when I have time. They’ll be up here before long, when they see that Baxter don’t come back. On with your clothes.’’ The boy seemed to comprehend it all, for he slid noiselessly from his bed, and in a minute he was ready. ‘““Come, we will go out by the window,’’ Gideon took a step forward, and then he hesi- tated. ‘But my sister. Oh, Luke, I cannot leave her. Let her go with us.”’ ‘No, no; I’ll bring her to you. We haven’t a mo-— ment to lose now. ,They won’t hurt poor Helen. Come, come; I declare to you that I’ll bring your sister to you as soon as you are safe yourself. ”’ Gideon hesitated no longer; but casting one look upon the cold corpse of the Tory, and breathing a silent prayer for his blind sister, he stepped to the window. “<?Tisn’t very high, this window ain’t,’’ whispered Luke, as he lifted the boy in his arms after the sash had been thrown up. “‘I’ll lower you down by the hands, and then you can drop to the ground without hurting you.”’ It was but a moment’s work to place Gideon upon the frosty ground, and it took but a moment more for Luke to gain a place by his side. ‘‘Here, Gideon, take this pistol. It’s got two balls init. You may want it. Come.’’ As Luke spoke, he took his young charge by the hand, and hastened off toward the woods in a south-