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Fort Lafayette or, Love and Secession

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 1658    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

zed with painful force the wrong that her thoughtlessness, more than her malice, had inflicted on a noble character, and it required all of Arthur's

sive man, whose character, so far as it was betrayed by outward sign, was the very reverse of her own impassioned temperament. She discovered that the unruffled surface covered an under-current of pure thought and exquisite feeling, and when, on the b

the city of Richmond. There, upon an open space, could be seen a great number of the citizens assembled, apparently listening to the harangue of an orator. The occasional cheer that

ys just tip the crest of that distant ridge, making it glow like a coronet of gold, and then, leaping into the river beneath; spangle its bosom with dazzling sheen, save where a part rests in the purple shadow of th

said Beverly, "but, for my part, I should prefer the less romantic vie

scape, bathed in the glories of the setting-sun, to them? They have met to listen to words of passion and bitterness, to doctrines of strife, to denunciations and criminations against their fellow-men. And, doubtless, a similar scene of freemen invoking the spirit of contention that we behold yonder in that pleasant valley of the Old Dominion, is being e

arleston. We must ride over after suppe

Oriana, with a kindling eye, "and prophecy t

a wayside tavern. Observing the public room to be full, they passed into a private parlor and ordered some slight refreshment. In the adjoining tap-room they could hear the voices of excited men, d

ce, "that the gridiron bunting won't

d you and I won't grow greyer nor we

cking your traps for Massachuset

achusetts man twelve years ago. I'm with you, and you know it. Let's drink. Boys, here'

a clear, manly voice, whic

other, mocking the dignified and determin

icient that

don't like m

ig

take you down from your high horse before you're many hours old

s he,

ht more natural in a coat of tar and feathers. Cut out his hea

hastily. Harold had risen from his seat and stood confronting Rawbon with an air in which anger and contempt were strangely blen

aid Harold, "and I would horsewhip

ces of those about him. Then lazily reaching over toward Har

ome and drink to

ull in the mouth, splitting the lips like a knife. In an instant several knives were drawn, and Rawbon, splutte

ves in front of Harold, and Arthur, with his usual mild expression, looked fu

ay, you two," shout

d Beverly, quietly, to the excited bystanders

and aside. Rawbon has a lien on that fellow's hide. He's a

and I will answer for him to any

myself," said Har

d movement. But Wayne's quiet eye had been riveted upon him all the w

em, and for a while the utmost confusion prevailed, but no blows were struck. The landlord, a sullen, blac

is double-barrelled shot-gun and jumped upon the counter. The fellow was well known for a desperate t

ake hold of this," and taking a revolver from his belt, he passed it to Beverly, who cocked it and slipped it into Harold's hand. Rawbon, who throughout the confusion had been watching for the opportunity of a shot at his antag

hysical courage, but he evidently concluded that the chances were against him, and with a bitter smile, he walked slowly to

e room. A few moments afterward, the three friends w

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