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~ ’ A LOVE AND WAR. 2B might be again informed that he was the bearer of dispatclies of importance from General Washington. Soon a gentleman entered the room, as if by accident, apol ogized for the intrusion, and finding that it was not objection able, entered into conversation, learned from Horace his mis- sion, and then informed him that the General had been married, and that he ard his lady were receiving “ wedding visits.” Horace expressea his regret that he should have arrived at such a moment; but intimated his willingness to remain until the General was at liberty, as his directions weré to deliver the dispatches in person. The gentleman with whom Horace was conversing was so entertaining, had such a store of knowledge, and narrated it in such a racy, pleasant manner, that an hour or two had passed away insensibly, when Arnold entered, who, with an uncourt- eous, dissatisfied air, received the papers, and requesting Horace to call on the following day, he aguin quitted the apartment. | Horace now prepared to leave. “The gentleman endeavored to detain him; but he was too indignant to remain. He, pleasure the promise of a call. His heart soon resumed its gayety, he returned to his quarters, dressed more carefully, and then, full of hope and love, he sought another residence in this quaint city, and just as Alice and Isabelle were about to obey the summons to the table, Horace entered the room, to the ol ladies, Isabelle, the beauty of countenance increased by joy, advanced to meet him. , Without even pronouncing a welcome, glided into another room, and Horace and Isabelle were folded in each others’ arms. we To- what am I indebted, dear Horace, for the happiness of this visit ?” asked Isabelle. “To the urgeney of war, dear Isabelle,” ‘replied Horace. “] am the bearer of dispatches from the Commander-in-Chief.” “To whom ?” inquired Isabelle. “To General Arnold,” said Horace, “and I found the man by fashion; but I was nevertheless constrained my business, although I was some hours in gaining Is Arnold usually so anapproachable ?”" ~~ a —— ll elle — commcbdooks.conn