Beadle's New Dime Novels: The Specter Chief — page 33: what you’re looking at

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THE PHANTOM CHIEF. 87 and as evening drew on, they came in view of the island since celebrated as the retreat of the unfortunate Blenner- hasset, which was even at that period noted amongst the fairest of the huni!red isles of the Ohio. The charms of the moonlight which calmly succeeded, kept Marie in the open air long after her accustomed hour. Mellow rays were flooding the forest-browed hills, and the waters, as far as sight could reach, were sparkling with brilliant night-gems, while at the sides, and im the distance in front, shadowy outlines of mountain and vale gave a mysterious &ofiness to the ever-changing scene. How sweet, too, the silence and loneliness, to a mind busy with its own musings! And Marie was sounding depths in her spirit which bad hitherio remiined unexplored: the sympathies of her nature were unfolding themselves in s manner as agreeable as it was new; and she yielded herself to the current of her fancies without caring to analyze very closely their ineredients. Admonished at length by her unele, she withdrew into the cabin, leaving him in converse with the Ranger, whose experience in the wooils, and whose manliness and frankness had won the confidence of the Veteran ¢fficer. | ’” ** Well, Mr. Butler,” he observed, in a low voice, &# he resumed a thread which had been dropped for the purruse - of warning Marie to retire, ‘‘ft may be as you say; antl my own intercourse with the tribes has not prepossessed me much in their favor, yet these missionaries seem like honest men; I met several of them at Pittsburg, and their behavior there was in every respect proper. It is pos- } sible that their influence over at least some of the savages will be beneficial. Our reverem! fathers, who expose:t themselves to so mneh suffering in this country, were very often. , and I doubt not prevented many frightful - **Colonel, you think so—your religion is the sane as theirn, and I don’t want to burt any man’s feelin’s; but if you'd hear what the folks say where I came from, yoa - wouldn't give mach for the good name of a Papist wis- te . Comichbooksrcom ~ BD