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

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" It, shall hI done, " wlhispeel ('riffith' fI ill
ec it done myseltf."
I thtank the e, lmy son,"'aid the vetral fot
such thou art tot tme in beingl the husbant of ICiceivtx'f
x..ou. xviyi fitit in mly wvill, tilat 1 tave libera{ted
anld pl:ovided fo'r all my slav es. except those ungra;i(tefiul scoundrels Who deserted their tmaste1.......
they have seized theil own) fireedom, and ttlm
neetd not be indebl:ted to me for the same. T'here
is, "ldward, talso an unwor thy e(tcaey to thle Kingll
htis Mathjesty will dteign to rE-ecive it...-f'om an oht
and fil: ithfuit servant,.andt you vill not mliss the ttki
flingo gi f,f tc." Along pause tfollowed, as if hle hlad
be-en sutn)inrg up the. aceeount of hiss earlthly duties,
aild bttud them duly btalanced, when he addled
" kis c, (Icf itY-and youtt, Kathcrine.l. lind y'o
tnave tthe genuite, teelings of honest Jack, yout0r fitther... —A.My eyes grow din.... —.whieh is tho hand of
( riffithth? Youngtt tgn)tleman:, I |ha\te givIx ytl ou all
that fatond olttd an had to }besto.v.t. — deal tendertly
xsi.th the precious child... we tave nlt,,:Hot propr'ly undetrstoodm each O(}t. —r I had 1mi'stlakern both you and
Mr. (}tristopher lt)illo:t, believe; petrhaps I may
have also mistaken my duta to ineria din..........t utl I warts
too oldt to changt- my politics or my ireligion ll-.......I..-.: lovedl the in od bless him.....
tis nfwords becanle ainter andt fainter as ht e pro-0
cte:ded, and the breath deserted his body \vith this
ben ediction onl his livid liips, which the proudest
1monatteh miFgllit:covet fi'rtom soi.t ho nestc Ta}man.'I'.he body was instantly norte into a state-room)
by tlhe attendant-s, and Griffith and Bl arnstable supported their brides into the aftcr-ceabin, whxre they
left them seatetld o te roth that line-d the s tern of
thie ship,1) weepitng bitterily, in each others's armtts.
No tp)art of t:le preceding scene had been tunobserved by i3oltrope, whose small, hard yeso, vere