Beadle's Dime Novels No. 142: The Sagamore of Saco — page 47: what you’re looking at

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ARCHERY. 49 dance, which we have described, when- it was observed that two grave and venerable men, and strangers, were ushered with much form and ceremony into the assembly. These were no other than Richard Mather and John Partridge, men eminent for their learning and piety, and who were known to have expressed strong opinions in regard to the doctrine of | witchcraft, which had of late employed the royal pen of ) James, King-of England.. These men disapproved altogether of the festivities before them, and the dance was no Jess than an “abomination of abominations.” With hands folded into the loose cuffs of their long, black coats, and plain, white band under the thin, gray beard of each, they sat perfectly motionless and without the slightest change of feature, and watched the dance. They never moved their eyes from the figure of Hope, and gradually as they gazed, a slight flush overspread their pale features, and their lips were coldly and firmly compressed. Searcely had the steps of Hope turned to depart, when Dr. Mather sprung to his feet, and, in a loud, authoritative voice, cried out: “Seize that imp of Satan, that Jezebel; that witch, and bring her hither.” 3 “What mean you?” eried Sir Richard. “How dare you apply such terms to a child of mine?” “Dare? dare? Sir Richard, we shall see what we dare.” And Dr. Mather turned away. Meanwhile Hope had joined, with a gay laugh, the group of archers, and drawing her errow to the bead, cut the center of the mark. A shout rung on every side at this careless and triumphant feat, and she was about to cross the lawn, when she was rudely seized by two officers of the law. Indignant at the Hands laid upon her person, Hope siruck right and left with her bow and arrows, and fora moment regained her freedom, and sprung toward the house, She glanced fearfully around, and saw only fieree, malignant faces scowling upon her, and heavy stones raised to arrest ber flight. Active and courageous, seeing her way homeward obsiructed, she turned with lightning speed in the direction of the Pool, into which she was about to plunge, when she This gloom was rather hightened than diminished by the comicbooks;com — 7 “ , e