exquisite agony, the sweet, blind, tumultuous exultation of the woman who loves and is loved. * * ...
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motionless. Then he waved his hand and plunged into the thicket. Betty sighed and Alfred said: "Po...
you in them high rushes right where you were makin' fer," said Wetzel. Then he shouldered his rifle...
forgotten that he was defending the Fort with its women and its children; he was fighting because h...
more attention to Wetzel's advice?" "You should have allowed Clarke to kill him yesterday," said Is...
"Brave girl, so help me God, you are going to do it!" cried Col. Zane, throwing open the door. "I k...
At midnight he whispered to the dog, and crawling from his hiding place glided stealthily up the st...
An hour passed. Betty was now at her ease and happier than she had been for months. Her patient con...
His head rolled from Betty's knee; a quiver shook his frame; he struggled to rise to his feet, but ...
face was blanched, but who spoke never a word as she put the muzzle of the hot rifle into a bucket ...
been from its lonely and dilapidated appearance a hundred years old. On a little knoll carpeted wit...
kind, was again making the effort to fire the block-house. The eyes of Col. Zane and his companions...
"Where is Isaac?" asked Alfred, as he lightly swung the canoe over his shoulder. "He took his rifl...
an unknown chord in her heart. When finally she turned to answer him a beautiful light shone in her...
moonlight, beamed with a soft radiance. They were honest eyes, just now filled with innocent sadnes...