Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 111: what you’re looking at

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THE LAST FAREWHLL “100 @sy kept slumber from her eyes. At an early hour in the morning, attended by Isabelle and Horace, and the faithfu! Mary Wood, Alice proceeded to the barge which was to con- vey her to the prison of André. Mr. Ormond and Gideon were already there, and when Alice smiled upon them and extended her hand in weleome, they almost receded froin the epectral recognition. “ Ah, my worthy friends,” she exclaimed, as ‘she perceived their astonishment, “you were not prepared for the ravages of sormw; but the canker st the heart will. feed upon the cheek.” Pillowed and cushioned in the barge, and supported by Isabele and Mr. Ormond, Alice passed swiftly down the river. She east her eyes in sadness upon those strong forts which had ‘empted André into danger, then closed them, and they remsined unopened until the boat reached Tappan. Upon landing, she requested to be led at once to André. He re ceived her with open arms—she fell upon his neck—André staggered beneath his lovely burden and her sorrows, and he hai to seek support against the walls. When Alice had reovered from the deep anguish sufficiently to sit by his side, ee cotati cnet las that I die in the service of ny king. I would prefer to fall less ingloriously and in the feld ; but I die for no offense but that of faithfulness to my pvereign; although I complain of no injustice from my “Dearest André,” said Alice, “let us forget the apathy of man. We shall soon be ee oh os world, ae but feeling reigns, and that of bli t was not until last night that it was revealed to me tbat T should die with you. It bas given me strength to live for a few days, that the same hour which consecrates your death may witness mine.” / — No argument of André could remove this conviction from "the mind of Alice. It was the only cord which lightened the ~ ggony of separation, and although the last embrace—the last ar was sublimely solemn, yet there was hope beyond “ day arrived when André was to die—just such a sunny, joyous day as might make life more desirable —but he was ed comiclbooks.com