The Youth's Realm
VOL. IX. BOSTON, MASS., JANUARY, £903 NO. 1. AAA&AAAAAAA inade fools of us for dot surbrise. I harbor no spies, and I will not insult dink she send vord to de enemy.” my people by any hint of treason.” Sir Williams who watched all thisty She arose. “Is that all, gentlemen ?” with excited interest, struck a silver^ “Ven you got leaf to ride out off our bell sharply and an orderly entered lines afder de gouncil of var belt here from the hall and saluted. on de second, dit you go to de mill or America’s Greatest “Light the candles and beg Mrs. to Vhitemarsh?” asked Knyphausen. Darrah, with my compliments, to favor “The mill Is in Whitemarsh,” she us with a visit.” said calmly and then added warmly: * A light step sounded in the hall and “You know, general, that my husband there was a knock on the door. Sir was a loyalist and was killed in the New Year’s Day William arose and opened it. A tall, king’s cause. If he were alive, he slender, handsome woman of forty, would not suffer me to be insulted W By J. M. HARLESTON dark complexioned, with features She began to weep. “Besides,” she rather long to be called beautiful, but went on, “the rebels have not the price Copyright, 1901, by Frederick R. Toombs with a gait and mien that were queen¬ to pay for spies even if I were merce¬ AA/WWi ly, entered and eourtesied to both. nary.” “Mrs. Darrah, may we ask that you Stung to the quick by the last word, CHAPTER I.
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