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

1THE'I tL:OT. 47i
"< Who goes there!I" cried Atanual, advancing
t ithlot t(he. dusly group of Soldiers, as sh e apprtached themtn.
"One t who possesses neithe the tpower 1)0o t:lie
inelitnation to 1do ye halm1," ansNwerede the solitary
tf.tale'; "'tis Aliee 1)unseotnbe, returning, by tper
mission of your leader, to the place of wher birth."
Ay," muttered anual, " this s one of Crit:
fith's 1unmilitary ex}libititons of his politdenes! (does
the man think that there w'as evers a woman Who
htil no tongu3met 1-ave you the countersign, ma-.
(lain, that! ntay know yotu bearla sufficient war.l
rant to )pass:?"
{! hav tt no otbher wa\rriant besides my sex and
\itweakness tutless s ItsMr. G.riftiths knowledge tlhat I
have left hin can be so onsidered.
P'h two\': ftorm-.er are enotgh," said a voice,
that procteedeld from -A ffigurle wh ic8ieh la I hitbherto
stoodt: ttnseenO:t shaded b>y tle: tr:unkt of arln oak, thilat
spread its wide, hut n1aked arms above the spot
wverel tle tuard wals Parad(led.
( Who have we ( here!" Matnttal aIgain cried:.
" come in; yield or you will be fired at."'
What, will tie gallant Captain Mankual t1 fire ont
}tis own re scuct i said the Pilot, with Coot disdain,
as h3e advancedt friom the lamdow of the t ree.
t I:tse thad betaster resevo his btullets. for hi eneS
trues, than walte Ihen on hi' fr'iends."
Y Yotu have (1ntIte a d(atngeottS deled, sir, in i;,
plroa ching, clandestinelya guard of marine s I I
twonder that a nman: who ihe a'as idready disoF r ed'"
to-night, that he has some knowledge of tactics,
1by so a;bly conducting a stlurise, sltlul (td betray so
t iuc}ti iIIoranI. ce in the fobrs of a)pproalehintg a
picket,' I
Ti:: ow of' itO mlomltetlt, r''eturn A the:i-.ot; " ty knowtledge 1and m-ly ignorane atee are alike