The Yankee Champion — page 138: what you’re looking at

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t. SS an ee a oe ee nae) POO a OY “yikes a rayerh ge yr | Age Os " i ry i ' THE YANKEE CHAMPION, 131 Maynard was not aman of many questions, and shortly afterward he went on deck to see that his guns were blacked and polished previous to the ad- mission of visitors on board. “I think I must be right,’”? murmured Waltér to himself, after the old man had gone. ‘‘He’s cer- tainly the man of whom I have heard my father speak. Gracious heavens! if it be so, what a debt may I not owe him!’’ After dinner the captain and Maynard set out and crossed the river. Not far from the brick-yards stood the dwelling of the old man, and as Walter entered it he was not a little surprised at the com- fort and tastefulness of everything around him. The meeting between the old patriot and his wife was an affecting one, and as our hero was introduced to the lady, he found: her to be not only extremeiy affable, but evidently above the general class of society in intelligence and refinement. JHer still © bright and beautiful eyes sparkled with pride and pleasure as she heard of the privateer’s exploits, and she blessed her husband for the part he had taken. After three hours of social joy spent beneath May- nard’s roof Walter left, but promised that he would come back there and spend the night. When he turned his steps away it was to seek Helen Ryan. He thought he should find her, cs €oO m -comicboo