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

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O f 1 athi t.....
(ifillih startted firom his chair invol1untarily, at
tie s ound of t} i s namit and thle blood passed quickitly throunh the shades of his countenane, leavint&
it ov pale'asi death, and thicn hurnting as if opiilcssed by a torrent from his heart. Strutt li g tor
overrtl*( an emotiont whi:ch hie appeared ashaliied
to l'tt:tray even to the friend lie most loved, tlhe'xttill. mita sooti recoi'overed himsteif so fit' as to teStltte his,,t- \-et wheln hle askdcd. sloomtil) 7
" Wtas Sie alone >'
Sle.e weas; but slh left with ite this papl). and~t
tl}is invatm ble i ookc, wticli is worith a liariy (t-,
all oft bet' workLs."
Tle ek ye of (:Gritflil}th rsted vaaclntly on t}he treasure t hat the other Nv}altted so bight)ly but his hand
seizedi, cattgerly, the open letter whtli.ch wvas l\aid o
the tt1ble fir his petrusal. Th'I'e reader will. at tonce
understand- that it was itt tle hand-writitinr of a i'mntalc tnd that it. was the comlmunieation Barinstatilte Itl t'! eceivted from his bet rothc(t, on tlte cliftb'ItS conlents w iere as fbllows:' Bexi'tevinrg thatt P r'ovidene may cotndutt t me
wh}te we shall nettc. or wht enee I may be able to
transtsnit to you this accounlt:, I 4have prepared a
short statement of the situation of Cecilia tlowattrd
anttid tysclf; not, howetver, to utrge you alld (Crifi
lit lh to any rash or foolisth lhiazards, but. thla t you
mat both sit down, atli, after due consultation, deottitne oil what is propler ftr our' reliei:
( By thlis ti'me, you must untterstan(d thie ehtaratctetrof Colonel I ioward too well to expect tie
will ever consent to tive htis niece to a rebel. li- e
thats already saeritfied to his loyalty, as lie calls it,
(but I whisper to Cecilia,'tis lhis treason,) not onty his native countlry, ut no sniall p;art of bhis for
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