Beadle's Dime Novels No. 142: The Sagamore of Saco — page 45: what you’re looking at

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THE FAREWELL FESTIVAL. 47 allied te the Cavalier than Roundhead interests of England, found themselves looked upon with distrust upon more grounds than one, by their more religiously exacting compatriots, whose sympathies were, without any disguise, on the side of Crom- well and the parliament, The people of the colony met almost daily for prayer and exhortation, which becamea grim sort of relaxation and amuse- ment to them. Young and old affected religious fervor, till it became the habit of the mind, to the exclusion of the more social and genial aspects of human intercourse. The ship was now ready for sailing which was to convey Jobn Bonyton to a distant shore, and inaugurate with him a broader sphere of life and action. He had, with the natural enthusiasm of youth and courage, dwelt upon the change be- fore him, till already he had grasped the pinnacle of renown and uechieved wealth and manly distinction. His bearing as- sumed a nobleness accordant with his new-born aspirations, aud few had ever beheld a handsomer youth. Sir Richard Vines looked upon him with almost paternal pride, and then his eye would rest mournfully upon little Hope, whose future was so shadowy, dim, and unearthly in its promise. . The day before the ship was to take her departure for Eng- Jand, Sir Richard had determined to give a festival in honor of John Bonyton, to which he had been invited, and all of every rank and condition made welcome. Accordingly the house was thrown open to all comers. In- dians were there from the far north and east, who looked upon John Bonyton as the ideal.of a young brave, and came to bid him a sorrowful farewell. The rustic games of old England were revived upon the lawn. There were feats of wrestling and‘f the race, leaping and lifting—in all of which John Bonyton showed himself expert beyond his fellows. Even the older, austere exiles from fatherland looked on at first in tolerance and finally in sym- pithy, as thoughts of their own youth and prowess returned, and more than one of the elders joined in the amusements of the day. At length there a ed from the woods a group of In- dians, bravely in belt arid feathery robe, and led on ¢ . CoOnmcookx<S.Cosnn — Pll es —