Despard, the Spy: Or, The Fall of Montreal — page 94: what you’re looking at

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99 DESPARD, THY GPy. “A fend” cried’ Despard. “If you are Englishmen, give me aid.” « Gracious heaven !” cried the challenger, “ st ts Despard [* “ Wilton /” “The very man. Old friend, this cheers my heart. Inever thought to look upon your face again.” : “ No time for words. I am‘ puraued. Have you a boat?” “Yes; I was coming to your aid. I meant to bring you off; or lenve my sculp in Montreal. Stand close, boys. Here they come. Give them a taste of your’ rifles, That: will sicken tlrem.” | A sharp clicking sound succeeded the order as the men cocked their riffes. They formed a part of’ that famous band of rangers who did such distinguished service in the Cana- dian wars, Their green uniforms and jaunty caps told that to Despard, who knew the corps. But their. number was small—a few picked scouts who could be trusted in such a service as this, and wlio had been smuggled out of camp one at a time to escape the prying eyes of Putnam, Lewis and Warren, who would not have allowed some of’ their best men to go on so désperate an enterprise. A motley group of soldiers, Indians, and Canadian partt- sans came onin pursuit. Those deadly rifles were lifted, and a close fire poured in the crowded mass. They swayed back with yells of terror, having got’ into @ hornet’s nest without knowing it. “Into the boat,” cried Wilton. “ I wonder how they liked that? Why, what have you here, Despard ?” “A young fellow who helped'me to escape. I'm aftaid he is hurt.” “Not much,” siid’a feeble voice, “It is in my shoulder.” “T’say,””’ said’ Jake Dowdle, 2 famous scout of the Cham- plain region, Who had come out with the party, “seems to me that’s a gal’s voics.” At ‘this: moment. a rocket Was sent up on the river below tlrem. BY the momentary glare, Despard caught. a glimpse of the face which lay in the lrollow of’his arm. ° He ‘uttered. a cry, half in joy, half in sorrow, and tore the cloak away. “ Terese ! I call you by that name by which I’imew You in comichoooksS.c©