The pilot: a tale of the sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper.

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kll(\\nown C('y, ( seirved think yc, already,?
Thlere ae a signs ltabout him, your honour, to
that efftkct, A1 OXld SOld01 (1 ie S selt(idom deceived in
such a tlhi, atInd consilderin his is tise, otb it
ean be In-o other, andlf the place where vwe took hitn,
there is no dang-er of a have-til corpses, until ihe
is tied to tus hby the laws oft tlhe kitgdom."
"Peace., you knare!" said fif Btorr'(ul lif, ris
ing, and making ta devious route towarlds thte dtoor'ou speak.'nl the pr'esence ot lmy lord chief:'" jus-.
tiee that is to tbe, atd should( not talk lighttly of the
laws. But still tlyou say reaston give nme your
\arm, sergeant amd lead the way to the east $w }ing;
imly eyesig}t is good for nothing in suc}h a dark
night. At soldier should alw:ays Nvisit his gutard(i efore t}le tattoo beats.")
After ei ulating the courtesy of their host, Ctaptamin liorrough1ctiti:e Iretircted on tlis p)attriotic erratnd
leaning on hiis sui ordinate in a style olf most athmi
liar condeseension. D)illon continue(t at the tathle
en(deavoturing to exptress the rantcoroutls fetilings o!
hiis bteast by a satirical smile o of contemnipt. tIat wtS
necessarily lost on all but him self, as a large mirror
thtrew back thle image of his, morose and( utpleasantt
featu res
S \But we must pr'ccede the veteran colonel in his
vi it to the" eC loisters")