Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 56: what you’re looking at

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64 : GIDEON GODBOLD. through the city, and had reached a hill at some distance when the sun gilded its lofty spires with his early rays. The eld man paused, and invited Alice to look back upon the city from the height. : “Lady,” said he, “think agin, while your home is in your eye. There is safety and comfort—in the forest to which we're goin’ is danger and wretchedness. We've plenty o’ time to enter the house agin afore any one is up.” “Had I not been firm m my resolution,” said Alice, “I _ should not have applied to you for guidance. I have no fear’ of the path nor of the difficulties. which encompass it ; there fore, my good old guardian, lead forward.” . “T will, fair lady,” replied the old man, with readiness ; ‘Sand Heaven is my witness how faithfully I'll serve you.” Satisfaction and gratitude beamed in the countenance of Alice as she heard the trembling voice of the devoted traveler repeat these words. On they trudged, and soon quitted the ordinary roads for a more and obscure route in the wilderness. Through lonely w and over deserted plains they toiled, the strength of Alice supported by her hopeful mind ; but the guide was scrupulously careful of his charge, and while she was proceeding with the utmost cheerfulness, he.suggested breakfast, and they sat beside a stream to par- take of it. The meal was humble compared with the viands, fruits and coffee, served in silver, to which she had been ac- customed, but the appetite and contentment of the guests made it seem a banquet. ‘ They continued walking and resting through the day, and when the declining sun gave them notice of approaching night, the guide looked around for some suitable resting- place for his charge, when a light, shining brightly among the cottage, and the old man, desirous to procure the best accom- modation for Alice that he could, determined to violate his ordinary wary policy, and apply for shelter. The door wus open, and by it stood a woman, whose face was half-envel- oped by a handkerchief, as if to conceal Yer unusual ugliness. “ Good woman,” said the guide, “can you afford shelter te on = daughter, as we're goin’ to the Highlands to ses son 3 ms IZ Conic ooolks.conn