Beadle's Dime Novels No. 92: The Twin Scouts — page 17: what you’re looking at

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A YOUNG REBEL. 19 “Don’t make so strange of it; when we hear the muttering of the thunder, and see the dark clouds, we look for rain.” “ Haye you seen such clouds ?” | “ Have not you 2” “T wish you young hotheads would learn reason. One can do nothing with you. What could the Colonies do ina war with England ! rs he “ What, indeed! Ah, there is strength of purpose in this fair land of which our rulers never dream. What could they do, if banded together for right? Any thing, every thing |” - Why, Ben,” said Flora, “ one would think you were talk- ing of the French, you are so enthusiastic. Have you re- flected that it is England against whom your wrath is ar oused— England, who has been a mother to the Colonies ?” “T forget nothing,” said the young man, gloomily. “ Would to God I could.. You know me, Flora Middleton. I am a provincial, and I repel all wrongs to the provinces, and I care not whose hand deals the blow, so long as it is given. What. - do we care for the ensigns of royalty out in the woods ? You remember what they tried to do in Carolina?” “To what do you refer ?” “To the grand form of government concocted’ by John Locke for the infant colony.of Carolina. Think of it; barons, earls and dukes forthe new world! The log-c cabins scattered along the Cooper and Ashley, and Cape Fear Rivers, were to be goy- erned by such men. Our stur dy axmen laughed at such fool. ishness.” : “That was long ago,” said Flora. “They have not got it out of their heads oe and are tr ying new plans to domineer over us, hour by hour.” , ie “There, there!” said Middleton. “Let us have no more of this. Flora,.the boys. must. be hungry. Go you into the house, and see that some savor y bits from that buck I brought — in this morning: are cooked for them. I wish to tall with the: boys.” | Ben looked after her light figure as she glided away, Blane’ | ing back at them, | “Don’t be impatient, Ben,” said her father. “I will give you time enough to talk to her by and by. What I wish to. ‘ comiebooks! com :