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

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Nay t, sit' l.t t i. thi (t t he il e the trl'inatiotft of
ourn iisunder'stantdingl t.... —.your lovely ti.c..e s}atl} h)et
th:at litkl, anld youI shall t e t o ine as ytolr fricnld
ltugh would htave }ecli }had he| live(I, and t o (Ce
Citlia twlxice a pattent.')
Boy, boy," said the veteran, avertingr his ficNe
to c.onc l the worfklii of his musclets, " you tailk
kit. ar(nd thy schemtne is iiit atieahle.'
Noitli in is ill) racti( daeli, sir> to youth anitd
entetrprise at wt lln adtttd bl e and exper l nltlce
like yours,' returnled C(rifftti; th tlhis war nmust
soo0t t.ermitnatc.
I u'tis itar!t " ctthllot the (idolonel, shtiatIln,
loose tlhe grasp \which Glriffith htld onl his att'tn:
" ay! whatt t of tis war, young man?tt i t not
an acc',urtied attetmp -)t to tdewtly the. ritht s!f ourtI
gitacious sovcrt'(i'n, tland to pil( yat ints, reatre
itn keniels> on tfhe thtl'toe of priwl(es! a sclhem
to elevate thet wicked at the \pns of the good
a projet'c t to atid 111unri ilt:ous a itttion, under thle:nask of sacredtt liberty adt thi l popl t a crt o
taqaliety as if tfhl(?re cutl0d )e litcrty xwiithtout or(dleri or equality of rights'}.s r the priviletes of
the sovereign are nott as sacredt as thtose of tlhe
lpeoPle!"
{ Yout judgt us harshly, (Colonel Iloward,"
said Griff ithi-. —..
I jrud you!" interrupitet the old soldier,
wlo, by this tiine, tho:ught the yh outhI rcsel'mbled
any one rat her tian his fi in(t Ifughm; " it is ntot
my )rov\intt to judgle ol at all; if' it. were!t.. -...}tt
th|i titme w ttit come,tti the itne w.i.ll come. I aln a
paticutt man, a nd can waitn the course of' thinegs;
yes, yes), age Eo()ool.' the )(oodl antd we learn to
suppress t}le passion s atndt inpatiene oft yott}t;'t tif tlte lnitistritx would issue a commission of