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Richardson, John, 1796-1852

"Hardscrabble; or, the fall of Chicago. a tale of Indian warfare"

He, however, consoled himself
with copious potations from the punch-bowl, and filled
the room with dense clouds of smoke, that were in
themselves, sufficient to produce the drowsiness that
Ronayne pleaded in excuse of his taciturnity.
After his second glass, Elmsley, reminding the ensign
that he expected him as well as the punch-brewer to
breakfast with him in the morning at eight o'clock
precisely, took his departure for the guard room, for
the night.


CHAPTER VIII.
It was about seven o'clock on the morning succeeding the
occurrences detailed in the preceding chapters, that
Lieutenant Elmsley waited on the commanding officer, to
relate that the fishing boat was at length in sight.
These tidings were communicated as Captain Headley was
preparing to sit down to breakfast--a refreshment, to
which the fatigue of mind and body he had undergone during
the night had not a little disposed him. True, however,
to his character, he stayed not for the meal, but instantly
arose, and taking his telescope accompanied the subaltern
to the flagstaff battery, whence the best view of the
river was commanded.


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