Commanded by
Lieut.--Col. Commandant,
ALFRED CLIFTON
During the present wanton and unnatural Rebellion,
AND NO LONGER,
The sum of FOUR POUNDS,
will be given above the usual Bounty,
A suit of NEW CLOTHES,
And every other necessary to complete a Gentleman soldier.
Those who are willing to show their attachment to their King and
country by engaging in the above regiment, will call at Captain
M'Kennon, at No. 51, in Cherry-street, near the Ship Yards, NEW
YORK, or at Major John Lynch, encamped at Yellow-Hook, where
they will receive present pay and good quarters.
N. B.--Any person bringing a well-bodied loyal subject to either
of the above places, shall receive ONE GUINEA for his trouble.
God Save the King.
CHAPTER IX
I
It was not until the following Wednesday night that John Anderson was
ready to pay his respects to Mistress Marjorie.
He had worked on the miniature since Saturday, and had regarded his
finished product with eminent satisfaction. He had drawn her as she
appeared to him on the night of the reception in the pose which he had
best remembered her during the interval when she sat out the dance with
him; her head turned partly towards him, revealing her small oval face
surmounted by a wealth of brown hair, powdered to a gray; her small nose
with just a suggestion of a dilatation lending to the face an expression
of strength that the rest of the countenance only gave color to; the
mouth, firmly set, its lines curving upward, as it should be, to
harmonize with her disposition; the eyes, a soft brown, full of candor
and sincerity, delicately shadowed by slender and arched eyebrows on a
smooth forehead.
Marjorie could not conceal her enthusiasm as he handed it to her. Unable
to restrain her curiosity, she arose hurriedly and went to the window to
benefit by the less obscure light.
"Is--am I as pretty as that?" she exclaimed from her vantage point,
without lifting her eyes from the portrait.
"Only more so," responded Anderson. "My memory poorly served me."
"Lud!" she remarked, holding it at arms length from her, "'Tis vastly
flattering. I scarce recognize myself."
She returned to her chair.
"I swear on my honor, that it fails to do you full justice."
She continued to study it, paying but little heed to his re
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