The Yankee Champion — page 64: what you’re looking at

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- THE YANKEE CHAMPION, | BT There was a dark scowl upon his features, and his small gray eyes were snapping with a strange effect. “Well, it may be so,’’ he murmured, half to him- self. ‘‘Helen’s pretty enough to look at, and perhaps the young fool has been dunce enough to fall in love with her, that is, in his way. It can’t be for good that he seeks a blind girl like her. But,’ and the old Tory’s face brightened as he continued, “‘this thing will work admirably, after all. Helen shall be a decoy, and we’ll trap the young rebel yet. If he comes again he don’t go back alive.” The Indian’s face bore a curious look of intelli- gence, but he said nothing. ‘““Now,’’ added Ryan, ‘‘I suppose the brig is about ready to start.’’ | “Yes,’’ returned Mascrk “She was hauled out from the dock yesterday, and will sail some time to-mor- TOW ee : ‘‘No, she won’t,”’ uttered Ryan. “But she’s all ready, and I had my intelligence from one of the crew,’’ persisted Mason. *‘Ah, yes, and so are others ready. I didn’t go to Boston for nothing. There’ll be a first class sloop-of- war off the harbor to-night, and she’ll shut the rebel in. The privateers won’t make quite so much as they bargained for.’’ “That sloop-of-war ain’t no good,’’ growled Mason. ‘I profess to know a little sunthin’ ’*bout vessels, an’ I tell ye there ain’t a craft in the British fleet that could stop her goin’ out, if she only takes a dark night for it.’’ *‘And do you really think that she can get.out if there’s a sloop-of-war off the harbor?’’ asked Ryan, in a tone that showed considerable confidence in the opinions of his right-hand man. comicbooks ale)