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Cooper, James Fenimore, 1789-1851

"The Spy"

But this piddler gave warning of the brush the night, and it's no
sure that Captain Jack would have got the day, but for the
reenforcement."
"How say you, Betty," cried the trooper, bending forward on his saddle,
"had you notice of our danger from Birch?"
"The very same, darling; and it's hurry I was till the boys was in
motion; not but I knew ye're enough for the Cowboys any time. But wid
the divil on your side, I was sure of the day. I'm only wondering
there's so little plunder, in a business of Beelzeboob's contriving."
"I'm obliged to you for the rescue, and equally indebted to the motive."
"Is it the plunder? But little did I t'ink of it till I saw the movables
on the ground, some burnt, and some broke, and other some as good as
new. It would be convanient to have one feather bed in the
corps, anyway."
"By heavens, 'twas timely succor! Had not Roanoke been swifter than
their bullets, I must have fallen. The animal is worth his weight
in gold."
"It's continental, you mane, darling. Goold weighs heavy, and is no
plenty in the states. If the nagur hadn't been staying and frighting the
sargeant with his copper-colored looks, and a matter of blarney 'bout
ghosts, we should have been in time to have killed all the dogs, and
taken the rest prisoners.


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