CHAPTER IX.
A REWARD.
Hal was still in the deep sleep into which he had fallen, when the bolts of their place of confinement were withdrawn.

Blair's clear bright eyes looked full in the face of the English commander, who now stood before him.
"Give me your hand, my boy," said the captain.

"I can respect bravery wherever I find it.

I honor you for your determined courage.

Tell me, who taught you so to love your country ?" Blair's hand still hung at his side as he answered, "My mother, sir; the best of mothers.