Beadle's Dime Novels No. 13 — page 77: what you’re looking at

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PREPARATIONS FOR ESCAPE.. 79 :¢38 we do something to prevent it, day after to-morrow would scarce see you among the living.” | “ But what is fo be done? Can you effect my rescue from this place? I have thought of nothing but escape all day, but have hit upon no feasible plan as yet. They have even ironed me so that I can not reach the window, and, if I could, those stout iron bars would prevent my exit.” “ Supposing they would iron you, I took the liberty to bring you instruments with which you could effect. the removal of the fetters, and work away at those iron bars which appear to be so great an impediment to your progress to freedom. Of course you know what caution means? and I advise you to use it. Wait till the jailer comes at nine o’clock before you work off thé irons. After his visit, you will have plenty of time, and when the hour of three arrives, you may expect me on the outside with a ladder and saw, and, with what you may already have done, I think-it will go hard if you are not off and away before sunrise.” John Vale took the file and the little saw which the black- smith gave him. His face brightened up instantly, and. hope nerved him to action again. . “ Have you concealment provided for me after I make my exit? There will be a hot search for me, I can tell you. [I fear Gen. Clinton less by far than I do the vindictive search that the tory Turner will make.” | “Tf Cedar Swamp will do for a place of concealment, then I think there is one provided for you, impenetrable enough.” “Not so!’ responded Vale. “ You know that I came to this city for a purpose, and, until that purpose has been accom- plished, I will not leave this place! My sister, if she be in Charleston, must first be found.” “ “ Catherine shall be found. I have a spy engaged in search- ing for her, and, unless our eyes have been greatly mistaken, we can even now walk right to where she is confined.” “ You are indeed my friend,” cried Vale, grasping the rough hand of the blacksmith. “Heaven bless you for the concern which you take for one, a total stranger to you ” | “Never think of that, man; you would do the same for any other true patriot that should chance to be in distress, Remember, then, that you are not to use your instruments until comicbooks.com