Pulp Fiction, 1866 · page 43 of 98
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A QUICK WORK. 45 He rose slowly. “You ask me to say what I have to say, and then prepare to die. It is a hard thing for one so young to die, and I am but mortal, Yet I do not repine at my fate. One thing only irks me, and that is, that I did not kill that red renegade, Hau-do, when I had him in my power. What is it to me, the manner in which I die? I have served my country faith- fully, and die in her service. I leave a brother, who will avenge me, and do much harm yet to the villains who murder me. If you have hearts, let him know how I die. That is all I have to say.” | As he finished, a light, aetive form burst through the circle _ saround him, and in an instant cut his bonds from his arma, placing a hatchet in his hands. The Canadians started back, amazed. They had never seen the two brothers together, and the strange similarity appalled them. Before they had recoy- ered from their surprise, the twin scouts had disappeared in the woods. All this had passed like a lightning-flash, and nothing was left where Alph had stood but the severed bonds, and the ghastly body of a man who had tried to stay them in their course and had been cloven down by Ben, with a single blow. An angry roar in the camp had scarcely begun, when out of the surrounding woods a regiment dashed upon them. A force of New Hampshire boys, coming up from Edward, had been led by Ben to the spot where the enemy were camped. The surprise was complete, and the rout total. Without an effort at fighting, they broke, and scattered through the woods, pursued. by the stalwart proyincials, with yells of triumph. . The battle was over, and the next day was spent in burying the dead, and laying the foundation of a new wooden fort, upon the ground where the battle was fought. - The brothers did not care to stay for such work, and the General was wil- ling to let them go for a while. Next day they started on their return to the Mohawk country, to keep their appoint- ment with Middleton. They traveled slowly, as they had no idea of dealer for the Middletons. It is a long march from Fort William Henry to the Cohoes, and they were inno hurry. There was much : COMMGC HOOKS ACO Ves