Beadle's Dime Novels No. 13 — page 62: what you’re looking at

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64. CEDAR SWAMP; OR, WILD NAT’S BRIGADE. Was it an echo that repeated the words: “ Heaven will | “grant that you prosper?” As Vale turned away, Nat heard them as pad as he had heard his own. CHAPTER XX. AN UNWELCOME RECOGNITION. “Youna Vale was a man of strong will. Sorrow and rage -at his sister’s disappearance did not blind his reason. Know- ing that he must take care of his own safety, if he would do aught for her’s, all his actions were governed a the ut- most prudence. As there were numerous tories, well acquainted with him, residing in the city, be did not deem it prudent to venture in without a disguise sufficiently impenetrable to deceive all pry- ing eyes. The disguise was effected in a satisfactory manner: his own mother would have looked twice before she recog- nized in the clodhopper, wending his way along the road, her own good-looking son. It was sundown when the queer-looking figure of the pa- triot might have been seen wending its way along a rather deserted-looking street, looking to the right and left in a star- ing, half-silly sort of manner, so natural to those who, totally uneducated either in heart or mind, look upon some strange scene for the first time. Three or four soldiers, in red uniforms, came staggering ~ down the street, evidently just from a visit to a tippling-house. These the youth carefully avoided by giving them the side- walk and himself taking the street. A loud laugh was raised as they passed, for there was something truly ludicrous about the countryman; and he joined in the laugh as though not perceiving it was against himself. After having passed the soldiers, the sidéwalk was regained and the lonely march con- tinued. | A stop was finally made before a small building: bdo our readers will hardly be surprised to learn was inhabi ted, by the OMNICWVOOKSscOn)