Beadle's Dime Novels No. 127: Bald Eagle — page 64: what you’re looking at

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66 RALD EAGLE. brother” (a blush comes in here), “and she will be crying her eyes out unless I go and comfort her.” Here she flashed her wondrous eyes full upon those of the colonel. “T observed Miss Montagnie was very pale when we parted; sle seems greatly attached to her brother.” “ Blanche is an angel—a right down angel, with wings just ready to burst out upon her shoulders; she hasn’t a single fault but that of being too good.” “ She seems a most lovely girl.” “ Seems, colonel? She ts/ There is nothing like her, If the men were not all blind as bats they would rave about her,” ‘ “T am sure she merits all your praise, Miss De Witt. Per- haps—lI beg your pardon—I have thought her a little tame.” “Tame! Well, ifmen do not rush on to their own destruc- tion, I will never express an opinion again! What should a woman be? Would you have her galivanting like mad, for the purpose of showing she is not quite a fool ?” “By no means, Miss De Witt; perhaps I have overlooked the attractions of Miss Montagnie; or perhaps they have been eclipsed by the brilliancy of my fair colloquist.” “Well, good-by, colonel. I wish you a grand battle and light wounds. In case of the latter, Blanche and I are at your service again.” With a wave of the hand she turned to her father, who took a farewell of Colonel Vinton in the more elaborate form of the period. “Tf my last shots do not take effect, the man is not worth the powder. Poor, dear Blanche! How she would hate me if she knew all!” Mr. De Witt had been in’ great spirits; he noticed the ani- mated colloquy of the two as they galloped along the road, and inferred that at least the subject was open fora favorable issue. connicloooks.com