Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 39: what you’re looking at

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ae THH SOLDitR'’s PARTING. 87 Mr. Morris the last twenty thousand dollars with which his troops were shod, clothed and fed, and that I will not refuse him another for the same purpose. These may be some o; the inducements, but there is another: J will duy the land Let them put a price upon it, and I will pay down the money, and save this poor girl’s happiness; but, she must never know it.” Then, knocking his walking-cane with force upon the floor 2 affectation of an excitement which might deceive Alice, he added: “There, sir, use these arguments properly, and I think they ought to succeed ;” and he quitted the room. For some minutes Horace could not speak, so deeply was he affected at the magnanimity and munificent offer of the worthy patriot. The tears rushed to his eyes, and he was compelled to pretend to be greatly interested at something in the street, which he could not seb. Soon He said: “Mr. Ormond has generously authorized me to ase his name in your behalf to the Commander-in-Chief, and I know he has an interest with the General that will not be disre- garded.” Alice was content; and, under the pretense of for her benefactor, she quitted the room. Isabelle watched her receding form, snd tibial “Oh! what exquisite grace of form and person. Horace, know you any thing fairer in nature than Ale Faith? But, ah! I will not permit you to reply. It is but tempting you to flattery. Poor girl! she is devoted to the recovery of these lands of her father, which seem to me unattainable; and I sometimes think that her profound attachment to the gay and handsome Briton will ‘be productive of as little satisfae- tion.” Time had, passed rapidly nomenon: and Horace now found himself constrained to leave. He found Alice and Mr. Or- mond together in the garden, pressed their hands almost in silence, and then returned to Isabelle. He folded her to his heart, and she shuddered as she remembered the danger of his profession, and that she might never again feel its rapid puises Isabelle almost fainting. Horace advanced to the win- dow w the thoughtful Alice coming up the garden-path, A slight 1 quickened her step, and Horace rushed from the house, leaving Isabelle to her care. i? Se comiclooks.comn hee >. ~~ wii a. aii * =