Beadle's Dime Novels No. 142: The Sagamore of Saco — page 7: what you’re looking at

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THE SAGAMORE OF SACO. CHAPTER I. STANDING ALONE. “ Joun is a wild renegate, and a shame to the colony,” ex- claimed Captain Richard Bonyton, in a burst of unfatherly indignation. It was evident that he neither understood nor loved this son John of his. “T do not think so badly of him,” rejoined Sir Richard Vines. “ We must bear in mind, my friend, that in breaking away from the trammels of society, we have helped to sow this unchartered license in our children, good neighbor.” “ That may be,” rejoined Bonyton, bitterly, “and we are likely to reap the fruits of it. My renegate son and your mad daughter are like to make a comely span.” The Governor started and turned pale at this unceremonious speech, but be replied, in a calm voice: “My daughter, Mr. Bonyton, shall be looked to.” Bonyton grasped his hand warmly. “ Nay, nay, my noble friend, we are both stricken of God and afflicted in this matter; let us not add a drop to our bitter cup by estrangement between ourselves. Look yonder where they come.” ‘ At this moment the two of whom they had been speaking emerged from the verge of the forest. The girl was evidently angry, for she gesticulated rapidly, and gave emphasis tp her words by twanging her bowstring till it gave out a sharp, shrill sound like a subdued yell. As they approached, the two fathers stepped aside, where they could watch the pair unperceived. At a glance they saw that both were dripping with water, and both were pale and excited. The lips of John Bonyton were compresed to a single line of blue, his brow contracted sharply, and, as they paused on the verge of the forest, his flashing black eyes were fixed Comilebooks: ‘om — = - . a a dl SF — a