Beadle's Dime Novels No. 115: The Sons of Liberty — page 47: what you’re looking at

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y io : 4 : pad le _. CUT AND PARRY. — Feet eS figure more erect than ever, rose above his adversary like a tower. : “Who are you?” demanded Guy. “ Get out of my way Why do you stop me on the king’s highway ?”- “It is the king’s highway no longer,” replied the stranger, ecolly. “ His Gracious Majesty, King George the Third, has cut off his nose to spite his face. We stand upon hiae soil, God’s. sky overhead. I do not address myself to you. Miss. Miriam, are you going with this. person willingly ?” “Tram not,” she replied. “ He is carrying me away. Save me from-him.” ales! The stranger drew his sword. “I hope you will not. dis- pute with me the right to take charge of this lady,” said he. “T should be sorry to sully my blade with the blood of such a man.” : “Look to yourself,’ cried Guy, furiously. Their swords crossed with an angry clang, while a smile of contempt was visible on the face of the stranger. His blade seemed charmed. For a few moments he sat like a rock upon his horse, parry- ing: the furious blows of Guy without making. any return, though the Tory left. himself open to attack. At. last the latter lost breath and drew off to get wind. ““T warn you,” said the other, calmly, “that if you attack me again, I shall be forced to hurt you. I should not like to do that.e You had better go about your business and let me attend the lady home.” Guy spurred at him with a shout. The ate: now took the aggressive. Throwing forward his powerful arm, he aston- ished the Tory by a display _of skill with the sword of which “he had never dreamed. Before he well knew what he was doing, the point of the long sword went in under his guard and caught there. A sudden pressure of the dextrous hand followed, and Guy’s sword was torn from his grasp and whirled into the air. “With a perfect yell of rage, the Tory drew a pistol, and Miriam uttered a shriek. But the stranger threw up the barrel of the weapon just at the right moment, and the next, horse and man went down under the charge of the black horse, rolling. over together on the sod. Guy wag stunned for a moment, but was on his feet quickly, only te find the sword of the stranger to his throat. , conic ooolks.comn)