Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 36 of 100
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_—_ 88 THE SONS OF LIBERTY. “How long must [lie here?” he said, as’ "she gave him a 4 cool draught. “T can not tell,” she replied. “ Father says you are very weak.” “I have a good constitution ; I can not be kept down long — by a flesh wound.” “You have lost a great deal of blood. How did you get your wound ?” © “T was shot at by a fellow named Connor, a lieutenant of Sir John Johnson’s. He arrested me but was separated by the crowd.” ~ She clasped her hands. “Connor! Was it David?” “That is the name. Do you know him ?” “Alas, yes,” she said, in a mournful tone. “ Perhaps you are his friend and think I have got only my due for trying to escape from arrest ?” “Oh, sir;°do you not puow:t He is my brother. Iam | ‘sorry to say it, but it is so.’ “Do you think as he ddes ?” “No. He is ready to do any rk for Sir John Johnson, I think the baronet is a bad man.” “ You have other brothers ?” “Do you know them ?” “Yes. It was by their aid I escaped to-day. Trust me, two such brothers as these are more than an offset for the wickedness of one. I have made your brother my bitter enemy. Iam sorry for it now. Do not let the thought of what he is grieve you. He is not. worth a tear from your vright eyes. Perhaps he will come to his senses. Then — these other brothers of yours are noble fellows, and true Sons of Liberty. Trust mé, the day will come when there will bea struggle for freedom in this land, and your brother Richard will fight on the side of freedom. He is a true, brave man, — ‘with love of country deeply implanted in his heart. When the war-drum is sounded, as it will be before many years, he will be ready. So will your younger brother, who inhis quiet way, is as brave a lad as Richard.” -Miriam’s cheek kindled at the praise of her favorite brothers. “ Tam glad you know our Dick,” she said, earnestly, “ Dick is the bravest man I know. He is afraid of nothing. He - Conic ooolks.comnn) | | | : A, -