He looked around, and as he heard that deafening shout,— as he felt the influence of those thousand eyes fixed upon him,—as he listened to the cheers, all his misgivings—if he had any—vanished, and he felt more as if he were marching to a triumph, than proceeding to a shameful death. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. "I quarrel with no man's political opinions, but I will have my own respected!" "Eh day!" exclaimed Mrs. This species of madness cannot properly be attributed to his illness, though its accent might be. Any one less courageous than himself would have abandoned the attempt from a conviction of its utter hopelessness; but, though it might for a moment damp his ardour, it could not deter him. The boy was right. " "I've heard of him," replied Jack, impatiently. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise.
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