Beadle's Dime Novels No. 127: Bald Eagle — page 87: what you’re looking at

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HOME. 89 “Tam sure you can not; it is true, nevertheless, and the cause of the loss of dear Blanche, who trembled in a way to do a man’s heart good. I remorselessly left her, and crept up in the wake of Mequa. Colonel Vinton, I have read Ho- mer. I saw young Achilles to the life, fiery as a thunderbolt, ubiquitous as a demigod. I did not wonder that his wife shouted, and lost sight of the carnage in view of this incar- nated Mars.” I think Vinton, by this time, had so basely deserted his colors, that he began to absolutely dislike our excitable and imaginative Kate. She saw it and rejoiced in her true heart. “Tf I had a soldier for a husband, I would go and see him fight,” she continued. “God forbid !” ejaculated Colonel Vinton, gravely. “IT do not say amen to that. They Say in battle, General Washington is like a volcano bursting to flame. These calm men are terrible when roused:to action.” They were long on the way, but finally reached the house, and Katrina was folded in her mother’s arms, while De Witt. in his high-heeled buckled shoes made a perfect storm of clatter, as he hurried across the piazza rubbing his hands, and telling how the Bald Eagle had brought Blanche sane ‘Poor thing ! as white as a sheet, and as limp as-a rag.” And we must own that Colonel Vinton took his lesson so kindly, that he deserted Katrina at the threshold of her home, and not long after might haye been seen bending over the sofa on which the fair Blanche reclined, with the weenie ap- parent solicitude, . CHAPTER XVI. A LAUGH. Karrina, with her usual candor and impetuosity, had brought Colonel Vinton to a better understanding of herself and .of his own true feelings, but she had opened up a new and alarming series of misund@erstandings and difficulties comicbooks.conhn