Beadle's Dime Novels No. 115: The Sons of Liberty — page 95: what you’re looking at

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. : . clasped the bracelets upon therh with an experienced jerk. From his pocket he now produced a couple of deerskin liga- tures, with which he bound the Jegs of his prisoner at the ankles and knees. This done, he rolled him into the house, close to the fire, threw.on a new log, and asked him if he felt comfortable. “Vl murder you for this,’ muttered John. “No you won't,” answered Tommy. ‘TI ain’t one of that sort. Don’t talk. You waste your breath and I am busy.” Miriam opened the door-of her room and came out. “ Have you come to,saye me ?” . “JT calculate I have. Jest yew wait and see. Stay here a while.” In a few moments he drove up to the door, seated in the jumper which had brought her to this place. Throw- ing the reins upon the ground, he ran into tne house and’ brought out an armful of bearskins. “Yl have to borrow your hoss and bearskins, my friend,” he said. “ With your permission, I’ll close the door,” Disregarding the curses with which John greeted him, he closed the door, took the reins and drove off at as good a pace as the condition of the road would allow. Giving the cabin a wide berth, he passed on toward the river, and had struck in the beaten road to the Hall, when they heard the tramp of hoofs coming up from below. To turn the horse’s head and drive into the bushes, was thg work of a moment. ~ They came on at a hand gallop, and were passing the cover, when, with a yell of delight, Tommy dashed out and stopped them. It was the party which had set out to find Miriam— her brothers, and Captain Chambers, who had tracked the horsemen to Johnson Hall, and accused their brother of being concerned in the abduction. Schuyler had taken Sir John’s jarole, and there was peace for the time being. They had started out to find Guy Johnson at Meeker’s, since David, forced by the baronet, had confessed that she was there. They met, as we have seen, and to describe the joy of that meeting, is beyond the power of my pen. The. party returned to the Hall, and found it full of Whigs, and a large party encamped in the village. , The obnoxious Scotchmen had given up their arms, and. Sir John had prom- ged to keep in the county. In a aay, or tivo the Whigs * i » COMM OOOKS xeon