Beadle's Dime Novels No. 127: Bald Eagle — page 88: what you’re looking at

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90 BALD BEAGLE. which she had hardly foreseen. Not many days elapsed be- fore Mr. De Wilt became fully aware of what he considered the defection of Colonel Vinton,-and his hot blood took the alarm. He eyed -his daughter sharply: he more than once bent angry brows upon the colonel. Montagnie, also, from his standpoint, regarded the English officer with distrust not unmixed with contempt, as one of the sect, half puppy and half monkey, known as a male flirt. Blanche was the only one of the group who seemed at all content. She grew radiantly beautiful under the sunshine of awakened love and happiness. Katrina, on the contrary, was dispirited and unhappy. Mon- tagnie had dropped all intercourse with the family, while Col. Vinton remained a guest, and as the devotion of the latter was laid upon a new shrine, Mr. De Witt naturally concluded the last circumstance associated with the changed manner and spirits of his daughter. This surmise was strongly confirmed when he came upon her suddenly one day intent upon a book, which she held upside-down. ‘« Jilted, by George!” exclaimed the irritable old gentle- man. “ Who is jilted, dear papa ?’—this languidly, and turning her book to-a more readable position. “You, Katrina De Witt !” “T, dear papa !—and by whom ?” “ By whom ?”—very mockingly. Katrina arose and put her hand upon his shoulder. “ Dear papa, I do not know what youmean. I never saw the man who has had the privilege of jilling your daughter, if that is what you mean.” “Tl call him out, old as Iam. Tl punish the puppy if there is powder in the land to do it.” “ Who, papa?” “Who? That scoundrel—that viper, Vinton.” Katrina breathed more freely, and this time she patted her father’s cheek, and laughed merrily. “To think of my portly papa being shot at! Why, he could hit you ten times to your hitting him once!” “T don’t care a fig for that. He shan’t desert a daughter of mine for nothing.” 4 CORMIE OOS. COM