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HEAD-QUARTERS. 63 “JT thank you, sir, for your goodness, and in a very short while I will be prepared to make the attempt to retake the vessel, in connection with one who has rendered me great ser- vice ueretofore—in fact, to him is my success in this last af- fair mostly due.” “To whom do you refer, captain, can I ask 2” “To one known as the Hermit of Hell-gate, and who is in vour confidence, I believe.” « Assuredly he is, sir; but do you know aught of that strange man, Captain ?” “Only that he is called a Hermit, sir, and appears to be a most remarkable personage.” “ Fle is certainly such; but do you know him by no other name than that of Hermit ?” “JT do not, sir.” _ “Well, one of these days you will; now I can not say more, for the mystery that hangs around him he wishes yet awhile to remain a mystery, and it is better that it should. “When do you return to your command, sir ?” “Tmmediately ; but the men who composed the schooner’s crew I will leave here until I come back, for I roa 8 need them. Tony Wood will be all I care to mie with me.’ Bidding farewell to General Washington Glen Tarleton ordered bis men return to the schooner and await his com- ing, after which he secured horses, and accompanied by Tony set out for the encampment of the Ranger Hussars. . ° CHAPTER XIII. THE MESSENGER. WueEn the swiftly gliding schooner had become indistinct in the distance, Rebel quietly raised himself from the bottom of the boat, and taking his seat near his master, held firmly to the sheet rope, while he chuckled gleefully over the suc. cess of their daring enterprise. ‘. “T guesses the Britishers will be fightin’ mad, “boss, when CORMIE OOXS,COimMl