Beadle's Dime Novels No. 298: The Hussar Captain — page 92: what you’re looking at

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96 THE HUSSAR CAPTAIN. Ahoy !” “What boat is that ?” . “The Hermit,” was the answer, in the deep tones sof Lord Lionel. “Ay, ay! Shorten sail and drop astern, for, as we have now a fair breeze up the harbor, I will raise our canvas,” re- plied Glen, “Ay, ay! Pll follow in your wake,” was the answer, and the musts having been stepped in the cutters, and the sails unfurled, the three boats glided silently along together, that of Lord Lionel astern. Just as midnight tolled from the beils of the sleeping town, the boats glided under the stern of the American cruiser CHAPTER XXI. THE PILOT OF HELL-GATE. “ Boars ahoy !” hailed the watchful lieutenant, and Glen answered in a low tone: “ Ahoy the prize cruiser !” “What boats are those ?” “Ay, ay, Morgan; we are successful,” returned Glen, with a peculiar emphasis upon the pronoun, as he steered his boat alongside the vessel. Wholly off his guard by the answer, and believing the boats to contain the crews they went away with, Lieutenant Morgan hastened to the gangway to receive bis Commander und offer his congratulations, when he was suddenly seized in the strong arms of Glen Tarleton, and borne forcibly to the ‘deck, while a score of gallant Shatitrons, metamorphosed into seainen, sprung upon and bound the half-dozen Huglish gail- - ors who manned the vessel. | In twenty minutes more, silently and quickly, the prize crew of the cruiser were in irons below, and sixty brave tars, released from their chains, once more trod the deck of their. beautiful and swift vessel, supported by the thirty Rangers. conniclooolks. con