Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 52 of 100
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Fpl Peet Ty ee > ‘ ea 4 ae 54 | THE SONS OF LIBERTY. has set her heart upon the lad. Be gentle with her, John. Lift her up, so. Now; lay her on the bed. Mother, see what you can do with her. She loves him, I am afraid. I will kill Guy Johnson.” She recovered after a while, and said the faces of the Indians had startled her; but John thought as_his brother did, that she loved Edgar Chambers, “ What will they do with him, John?” she asked her broth. er, when they were alone. : “Who can tell what a Tory would not do?” said John. “TI think the least thing they will do will be to send him to Quebec as a_prisoner. He resigned from the British army to join ours. So did Charley Lee and Montgomery. I don’t know what they will do with the lad.” The party with their prisoner camped for the rest of the night upon the river a few miles below Schenectady. The Indians made a camp of their own, apart from the white men. Edgar’s feet were bound, and he was guarded by four stout Highlanders. Early in the morning they were stirring, and took a hasty breakfast, a portion of which was given to the prisoner. Guy Johnson lost no opportunity of taunt- ing him. “Po not imagine that we do not know you, Captain Chambers,” said he. ‘“ We act upon instructions in regard to you.” “You know my name ?” “Tt seems so.” “It is a good name.” “So is mine.” : " Opinions differ. However, such as my name is, I have a right to it in Jaw. Can youwsay the same of yours ?” : Guy Johnson turned upon the prisoner, bound as he was, and struck him in the face. In answer, he lifted both hound hands, and. dashed them into the face of the coward, with such force that he fell prostrate, with blood starting from his mouth and nose. The Highlanders looked on composedly. In their opinion the fair thing had been done, and a blow had been given in answer to the same, Guy started up foaming, ~_ spat out a front touth, and snatched a bayonet from one of the guards. But they threw themselves in his way. > Comichbooks.;com