Beadle's Dime Novels No. 95 — page 36: what you’re looking at

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88 EPH PETERS. Eph saw them set off on a dead run, and at once started in the opposite direction, mounted one of the horses, and rode for the camp of Johnson, , The young officers ran into the camp of the baron in a few hours, and Moran at once sent in his name to that commander. An immediate reply came. back, that the baron would be glad to see his young friend, and. hear his report. Moran lost no time in presenting himself. at the quarters. The baron re- ceived him kindly. “ Have you just come in ?” ee, xe.” : % “ Yow is your hurt ?” x . “Bire?" « . chee “ How is your hurt ?” “ Your pardon, sire. You are jesting, or I do not under- stand you. I am not hurt.” + We were informed by the person whom you sent on_be- fore you, that you had received a hurt in some way, and found it difficult to walk. The person you sent had orders from you to take out horses, so that you could ride into ouny: a Moran set his teeth hard together. ~ “ A curse upon him. He was a spy, then, -for L have not been hurt, neither did I send any one before.” j “ He-spoke the Canadian patois fluently, and said you en- listed him for your company. He gave his ‘name as Jean Fontaine, formerly in the force of Captain Bareau, at Du Quesne.” “Diable! Captain ates had such a man, but he was killed under strange circumstances, at the battle of Fort Du Quesne. As for this fellow, he is, an Englishespy !” The baron sprung to his feet. ” “Do you mean to tell me, seriously and gravely, that this fellow, who stood where you do now, and told his story go glibly, is a spy? Have you proof?” “The yery best—his own hand-writing,” replied the parti- san, producing the note. which he had taken from the handle of the gourd, at the Médecine Spring. Tl.e baron read it. _ “ Well?” said the captain. “ Unparalleled impucence !” “Yes, sire; I wish we had a few like him on our side, e - connicloooks. conn)