Here I ventured to inquire of him as to whom he was addressing his conversation?
"Why, my frens," replied he. "Isn't that Ned Shoemaker?" pointing to a barrel, upon the top of which was my hat; "and are not those my companions," pointing to a pile of cheese-boxes, herring-kegs, etc., that were strewn around.
He was much astonished when I assured him his friends had departed an hour since, at least.
DIDN'T KNOW OF THE REBELLION.
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"What! wittles?" exclaimed the horrible-looking creature. "Whar did you come from? And wh
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