Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 35: what you’re looking at

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AGAIN CALLED TO DUTY. 33 \ : \ Howard; but this you refused, and I at once left you to your teflections, giving directions that the restraint should be dis- continued at six in the morning. Mi. Howard interceded for you, saying that he was compelled to leave the city in an hour, which he did, admitting that both had drank much wine, and that in the midst of your revel he jocosely and . ingen io suggested to you areturn to monarchical rule. I cecaals comma this folly in him, but I trust the lesson will — be usefil, and that you will not in future allow your temper to be excited, or your principles to be affected by the amusing ries of an eloquent stranger.” orace listened to this recapitulation of the Genera) witl stonishment, and, as he took a hasty retrospect of the scene yhich the General had passed his judgment, he began eink that he had little reason to complain of the harshness of that officer. He could have denied the charge of inebri- ety ; but the other party, who had been so calm in his vil- Jainy as to make it appear like virtue, had ascribed the events of the ev to wine and frolic, and, as he was the elder friend, and General had witnessed the coolness of the one and the frantic ravings of the other, Horace felt that he had better yield to the circumstances and secm content. So, divesting his mind of all unfriendliness toward the Gen- eral, concealing from him that he ha@ employed the earliest hallenge to his wily enemy, he was preparing to reply when the General continued : y" . “There are the dispatches, and, as I have no doubt but - that you are always ready for the saddle when duty demands your services, it is my wish that you quit Philadelphia within nO Sir” replied Horace, “I am ever ready for prompt sery- ice, there are friends in the city with whom I had en- to pass last evening, and on whom I should like to call before I quit the city.” . > “May I inquire the names of these friends?” asked the General. “The Ormonds,” said Horace. “Oh, indeed !” remarked Arnold; “Mr. Ormond and his Bie, denghter, COAG. a, es ae I must yield comliclbooks.coh