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Pulp Fiction, 1862 · page 117 of 130

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ARNOLD'S REWARD AND IGNOMINY. 115 of distinction, it was thought his wight to moulder, Then, these friends would not permit the bones of Alice to remain upon the banks of the Hudson in loneliness. In a cypress grove at the boundary of their garden they erected a Gothic edifice, in which they placed all that was i The spot was somber and mortal of one once so beau quiet ag an eastern necropolis, and was regarded with no less generation. Nothing disturbed the tranquil solemnity of the tomb but the stately waters of a river that flowed by the grove on its course to the Delaware, and which murmured in its passage 80 eternal requiem. The treacherous Arnold, like Judas of old, received his stipulated reward in rank and gold, and lived many years in : but it was a life of punishment, for his society was shunned as that of a traitor, even by the most bitter oppo- nents of American rights. His wife, the once beautifal and gdmired Margaret Shippen, returned to her father’s pro- tection in Philadelphia; but she was a once proscribed, and allowed fourteen days for her departure, and was thus com- pelled to seck refuge in those arms she was desirous to avoid. Bhe her husband in the English camp, retired with bim to Britain, and shared his ignominy. poets and others conmicldooks.conn