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THE SONS OF LIBERTY. CHAPTER If. THE STRANGER. Ciose by the Mohawk, not far from Schenectady, a settler 7 ~ had made himself a cabin, during the perilous Revolutionary - war. His name was Edward Connor, and he had been a member of a good family in England; but like many of his class, had been glad to change the hard fare of a man of limited means in the old world for the wide-spreading mead- ™ * ows of the new. He had settled in the land owned by Sir John Johnson, and was a sort of agent for the crafty knight, who was then at the zenith of his power over the Indians. Connor had a family consisting of five persons: his three sons, Richard, David and John, his wife, and daughter Miriam, the Ixtter a beautiful girl of seventeen. In the time they had oc- cupied the land, the strong arms of the father and his sons had cleared away many acres of the thick woods, and the green corn and waving grain were now growing where the pine and maple had once stood. Connor acknowledged himself far happier here than he had ever been as the dependent son of a younger brother in the mother country... His sons had grown up healthy and strong, and his daughter, though notso effemi- nate as many of the officers’ Jadies at the garrison, was the” acknowledged beauty of the whole section. Nota lad within thirty miles had not heard of the beauty of Miriam Connor, and were ready to toast her at any time, as the prettiest and _ best girl in the Mohawk country. The time at which this story is written was that period when the wrongs of the mother country to the provinces were bringing out the open discontent of those bold spirits, who afterward asserted the right of man to self-government, At first they confined themselves entirely to words and to tar and feathers for a particularly obnoxious stamp-officer. In ComichbooksEcom