Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 44: what you’re looking at

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42 GIDEON GODBOJ.D. “What makes yuu think,” said Horace, “that there is any though: of attacking a fortress so strong as that before as.” “ Partly ‘cause I wish to see it took,” replied Gideon ; “ but more ’cause I ha’ seen the General a good deal here lately, and now, cause I see that he’s brought the right man to do’t,” and he significantly pointed to General Wayne. ‘ “And what made you imagine,” continued Horace, “ thas ‘he Commander-in-Chief would consent that such an enter prise should be prefaced by the deliberate assassination, in the dead of night, of an entire picket of fifty men.” “A picket of what?” exclaimed the amazed Gideon. _ “Of men,” replied Horace. “TI didn’t say men,” said Gideon. “What meant you then,” demanded Horace, _ “ Dogs!” exclaimed Gideon. “Dogs!” repeated every one but Washington, who could not control his laughter. . “ Admirable,” exclaimed Wayne ; “ you shall be appointed to the expedition, and in atonement for my suspicion of your faith, you shal] be provost-marshal, guide and soldier of that night.” They soon left the ground, merrily discussing the incident, and expressing their confidence in the fidelity of Gideon, which Horace mucn strengthened by relating his heroic con- duct in the forest. The eventful night arrived. Unflinching men had been chosen for the work, and Horace was one of this fear'ess band. The hazard was great, and no less a punishment ths: death was ascribed to him who should make the slightes: infraction upon the orders issued. They advanced under cover of the darkness, and so effectually had Gideon di his pve that not a bark or howl disturbed the stillness of that stealthy march. They arrived at the marsh, secured the sentinels, and pursued their noiseless course along the only path across the tide-swept swamp. The fort was reached. The men took one glance behind. The tide was rising—the asarsh was one sheet of water, and the causeway was : merged by the tide! _ There was 00 retreat; it death. It fired their courage; and when, at this moment, sheir presence was discovered by the enemy, they proved thei eonmicloookssconn