Beadle's Dime Novels No. 298: The Hussar Captain — page 13: what you’re looking at

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SELF -INTRODUCTION. Te Rebel, who was dressed in a suit of dark-blue flannel, and also armed, met the: look kindly as he went on with, his work, devoling himself to preparing supper for his master and his gtivet After a moment’s hesitation Captain Tarleton, said “You were kind enough to do me a great service to-night, , for I believe without your aid I could not have escaped ¥ pursuers, and then I fear death would have been my fate: for your timely aid I thank you, but now I would ask whom it is that I. address, for I appear to be known to you.” “Yes, Captain Tarleton, for I have before seen you, al- though you do rot remember me! Hast ever heard of the Hermit of Hell-gate ” “Ay, that have I, often and often.” “ He stands before you, sir.” Glen Tarleton gazed upon the man before him with sur- prise and admiration, for often had he heard of the story of a solitary man living near the waters of Hell-gate, whv time and again had come out in his small boat und saved many a ship from destruction, by taking the helm and steering her safely threugh the mad channel, always refusing gold for hi: services, and ever keeping away from the haunts of his fellow men, . But of late years little had been heard or seen of the Her- mit, and the remembrance of him had almost faded from the mind of the young officer. “ You are, then, he that is known as the Hell-gate Hermit ? be asked, ‘after a pause. “ Yes, Captain Tarleton; but now that we know each other, at least by name, let us enter upon a more important matter, for the hours creep onsapace, and yeu may remember [ -told you I was going to seek you, when we met so opportune- ly.” ~ “ Yes, sir; I thought then how strange it was that -you- should know of my being in New York, for I was there, I be- lieved, without the knowledge of any but my’most trusted frie nda. “s “You were there upon a mission that would have lost ycu your life, had your presence been known—” A te) conicloooks.conmn