Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 13: what you’re looking at

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THE COWBOYS. oe °: CHAPTER Itf. THE BEARER OF DISPATCHES. A pay or two earlier than that on which Alive anc. Isabeile were conversing on the subject of the auguries, in Philadel- phia, a horseman was observed riding through the by-waya leading from the highlands of the Hudson to the Delaware. He was tall, powerfully formed, well armed, and clad in the uniform of Washington's body-guard—a corps as reputed for integrity as for unflinching bravery. Their motto was, “ We conquer or we die; and wherever their banner floated, there the enemy knew would be inordinate carnage, and few cared distinction of their rivalship in the field, unless with - great advantages in number. * | a The horseman in question was a Lieutenant in that choice body, named Horace Blythe, and was now the bearer of im- portant dispatches from General Washington to Philadelphia. The animal he rede was @ handsome roan, of a strength and courage such as was indispensable to an intrepid warrior of the body-guard. He had an eye as fiery, and was endowed with a spirit as dashing, as those of bis master, and seemed quite as impatient for rapid travel; indeed, although placa- ble off duty, gentleness in harness belonged to neither horse =~ not rider. . The pace at which the gallant soldier traveled by no means lessened his vigilance, for his eyes scanned every bush, pierced into the recesses of the leafy trees, and seruti- nized every opening likely to conceal an enemy-—precantions w evinced that he was no stranger to the perils of the Lio: Se ores eau. ome ' : _ Horace Blythe was a native of Washington's own State. he same inherent love of freedom, he was among i:¢@ active disciple of his chief from the hour of his command. ! Horace well knew that the country through whieh a por- m of his journey led him was infected by both Cowboys kinners, each of whom affected to befriend a party; but Fs really, plundered every one they met; and fortunate was the man who lived to tell his loss. It was to be preparer yd — Conmicloooks.comn —_ oo a: Se -- ™ i 7 od P od