d were
in a moment greeted by Murden, although at first he did not recognize
the two demure looking strangers seated in the room as his late
companions.

His grip was none the less hearty, however, and even while he was asking
a half dozen different questions concerning us, he hurried us along into
a vehicle that somewhat resembled a chaise, although much heavier, and
drawn by two horses.

The lieutenant assumed the reins, and away we rattled, the hound
bounding by the side of the carriage, and sometimes making playful snaps
at the horses' heads, causing the animals to swerve from the middle of
the road, much to Murden's disgust and the dog's delight.

"I heard of your doings last night," Murden said, as we rattled towards
the government house, causing people to stare in astonishment at the
recklessness of our pace. "You did nobly, I am told, and those blasted
Jews had ought to come down liberally with their dust, in the shape of a
present."

"We were not working in the expectation of reward," Fred began, when the
lieutenant cut him short.

"I know all about that, but if those cussed Jews are disposed to give
you any thing, don't refuse to accept it, because it would gratify them
too much."

Before we had an opportunity to enter into an argument, the carriage was
driven, with much parade, up to the door of a substantial, freestone
house, before which a number of soldiers were keeping guard, as though
there was danger of the governor being run away with by some
evil-disposed persons unless there was a show of force.

We were shown through a long entry, or corridor, and ushered into a
reception room, plainly furnished, and with only one engraving hanging
from the walls. It was a likeness of the queen, in coronation robes,
opening parliament.

Half a dozen persons were lounging in the room, awaiting an audience;
and as we were the last comers, of course all eyes were directed upon
us, and we could read an expression upon their faces, as much as to say,
"what in the deuse do they want with the governor?"

Murden nodded carelessly to those present, and when one, more
inquisitive than his fellows, took him by the button hole, and, in a
whisper, asked him who we were, I heard him say, in reply,--"Hush! don't
pretend to look at them, or they will shoot you without mercy. They are
Americans, and carry revolvers and bowie knives by the dozen."

The inquirer, rather a small sized man, after that hardly removed his
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