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Cooke, John Esten, 1830-1886

"Or, Humors on the Border; A story of the Old Virginia Frontier"

' And so, sir, I took the bundle on my shoulder and
brought it away, to the astonishment of that young villain, who, I
predict, will eventually come to the gallows!"
And the lawyer, having grown tired of talking, abruptly went into his
sanctum, and slammed the door.
Verty gazed after him for some moments with a puzzled expression--then
smiled--then shook his head; then glanced at the bundle. It was heavy
enough for two porters, and Verty opened his eyes at the thought of
Mr. Rushton's having appeared in public, in the town of Winchester,
with such a mass upon his back.
"He's very good, though," said Verty; "I don't know why he's so kind
to me. How _ma mere_ will like them--I know they are what she wants."
And Verty betook himself to his work, only stopping to partake of his
dinner of cold venison and biscuits. By the afternoon, he had done a
very good task; and then mounting Cloud, with the bundle before him,
he took his way homeward, _via_ Apple Orchard.


CHAPTER LIX.


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