Beadle's Dime Novels No. 115: The Sons of Liberty — page 59: what you’re looking at

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Ta See mm i es, aA “parr cam.” “Ts it possib.e that any one can be such a fool as not to understand the use of manacles?” roared Sir John. “ Hear me, you young scotindrel, You have come here asa spy, that you may report’ our movements to these Tryon county Whigs. I know it. We will xeep you as a spy, and hang you as the same,” “Darn it all. What’s a spy ?” asked Tommy, in the most. natural tone possible. “ You are a darned old liar, and I’ don’t mind telling you of it. My. name is Tommy Perking, and I swear he ain’t no spy.” “Will you tell us what brought you here ?” “ Hain’t I told yew, yew cantankerous old varmint? Hain’t I said I cum'tew see a baronet—a real, live baronet,.and te find my uncle? What more dew yew want, say ?” “ This is either the most complete knave or the most com- plete fool I ever saw,” cried Sir John, turning in disgust to , the others, ‘and Iam inclined to believe that he is a little of both. Donald, take off those irons,” The Scotchman obeyed, took off the irons, and put them in his pocket. Tommy at once struck him in the face, calling him a darned old thief, and demanded the irons.as his property. The officers restrained the ire of the worthy Highlander and told him to give the boy the irons, which he took with great pleasure, and went about the room jingling loudly at every step, and looking daggers at Donald, who regarded the “ daft chiel,’ as he called him, in stupid amazement. “Be quiet, you donkey,” said Colonel Claus, angrily as he could, though laughing in spite of all. “Listen to me, my lad. We are going to get up a king’s regiment, one of these days, and we want all the likely boys we can get. What do- you say? Will you join us?” “Go for a sojer? JI hain’t turned my mind to it. I'd like. te think about it.” “That's right, my boy. Here; Donald, take him to the din- ing-hall and give him something to eat and drink. There ig no harm in the fellow, Sir John.” Donald led the youngster out and down to the hall, where he had done such good work once before. Here he dispatched @ hasty meal and strolled out into the court, where he was at once surrounded by a group of Tories from the vicinity of Conniclooolks.comn)