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THE HUNTER'S COT. I had lost the path, and knew not which way to turn; yet the necessity for action made me walk hastily forward in the line which seemed parallel with the road I wished to pursu
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THE HUNTER'S COT. I had lost the path, and knew not which way to turn; yet the necessity for action made me walk hastily forward in the line which seemed parallel with the road I wished to pursu
MARCH FOR THE CASTLE OF NYEKIÖBING. On the following day it was announced that Sir Donald was to leave us for Scotland…
THE RITTERSAAL. It was autumn now. The day was dark and stormy; a grey sky spread its cold background beyond the pict…
ON BOARD THE GOOD SHIP ANNA CATHARINA. As I ascended to the upper deck my heart was full of joy, at the thought that E…
WE SAIL FOR THE ISLES OF DENMARK. By this stroke of misfortune, forty stand of Danish colours, even those of Karl'…
THE NIGHT OF HORRORS AT HEILINGHAFEN. Without firing another shot, we reached Heilinghafen, and found the town in a st…
THE PASS OF OLDENBURG. Here again, as at Boitzenburg and elsewhere, the desperate duty of keeping Tilly in check until…
THE PRISONERS OF THE PISTOLIERS. The horsemen came up rapidly. We challenged, and they proved to be the baron's t…
A FOREST ON FIRE! The poultry gleaned up by our foragers from the houses we had passed ( deserted houses, remember), …
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