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bestowed upon Frances, the lovely
maiden Of Italy. Some two years al.
ter Pierre had been in the army, his
regiment was ordered 10 join the divis-
ion under the command OF Gen. He we.
In this division was a lieutenant named
Morton, disso!ute young man, who
belonged to a noble family, but who
had been forced to join the army by his
father, with view Of bl eaking his vi.
cious habits. He had for months noti.
ced Frances, and eagerly watched for
an opportunity to address her. Meet.
ing her one evening as she was carry.
ing some refreshments to her father,
he accosted her in familiar tone,
which She resented in manner wor.
thy the dignity Of herself and her sex.
Although thus repulsed, he still kept on
persisting in his insults, until she was
Obliged 10 call for assistance.
Her father. after hearing Of the mat.
ter, and burning with Indignation, has.
tened to Morton's head quarters to de-
mand satisfaction. The naughty lieu
tenant treated him with contempt, and
imperatiyely ordered him to mind his
business and return to his duty, or he
would have him punished. The proud
spirit Of Pierre could not brook this.--
The purple tinge Of anger spread as
dark cloud upon his olive cheek, and he
seized the insulter by the throat, ana
threw him. on the ground. The noise
occasioned by the scuffle alarmed the
camp, and Pierre was obliged to rein-
quish the victim .: his rage. He told
the cause which prompted him to act
thus, and some Of the standers-by com.
mended him for so doing. For this they
were arrested and condemned to die.
For this was the bloody tragedy Of
Long Island enacted.
On the morning Of the third Of Jan.
uary, six months after Pierre had stood
condemned man on Long Island, two
armies could be seen approaching each
other in the neighborhood of Prince
ton. They met, and deadly conflict
began-sheets Of deadly vivid fire pour.
ed from the musketry, and the cannon
sung the requiem Of the victims Of that
bloody strife. Rank after rank fell
from the British Legion. and the disci.
| Piles Of Liberty were pouring down on
them with terrible slaughter. In the
foremost rank Of the American army
rode man with swar,hy skin and a
dark black eye. He looked upon the
ranks of the invaders, as if fianxious to
discover some particular object which
was contained there. Suddenly that
dark eye lit up with glare of malig-
nant fury, and he bounded off with tel.
egraphic swiftness in that direction. A
man in saret uniform saw him advanc.
ing, and strove to fly; but the pursuer
gained rapidly upon him, and he wss
farced TO stand defend his life.
Each drew his sabre and they fought
with fendlike fury, but the dark.skin.
ned man soon unarmed his opponent.
Again did the vanquished one try to
escape, but ball from the pistol Of the
enemy laid him PROSTATE in the dust,
to be trampled under the feet OF his
fleeing brothers.
In the form of the dark skinned man,
my readers will recognise Pierre LIE.
rome; in that Of the other, Lieut.. Nor
tom, Pierre had hept his word-Mor-
ton and he had met again.
After the battle, post mortem ex-
animation was made: the ball had pier
ced Morton's heart. When the sur
geon drewit from the wound, hori-
zontal rna,k was found upon it. 1t was
the ball marked by Pierre Lerone when
he stood upon the plain Of Long Island.