The_ British were making a desperate attack,_ and bade fair to get into the house, in spite of the wonderful work of the riftemen. The Liberty Boys, eager to help all they could, I crept up behind the barn, and then suddenly charged the enemy.
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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF , ... , . .-c: A Weekly Containing Stories of the American Revolution. luued Weekly-By Subscription $2.60 per year. Entered as Second Olass Matter at the New York, N. Y., Poat Otrtoe. February 1901. Entered according to Act of Oong1ess, in the year 1904, in the o ffice of the Mbraria1t of Oong ress, Waslâ€¢â€¢....,,ton, D. 0., b y Frank Tousey, 24 Unitm Square, New N o . 206 . NEW YORK, DECEMBER 9, 1904. P rice 5 Centi. Tho Liberty Boys and. tho Bifiomon OR, Helping all the-t1> y M L.ANB. ould. By HARBY lVIOOBE. CHAPTER I. .A. PECULIAR WARNING. "Hello, what is that?" It was autumn, and a lovely afternoon, the air bci.ng just warm enough, and balmy in the extreme. It was such a day, indeed, as made one glad to be alive. The exclamation above given was uttered by a young man of perhaps twenty years. He was a handsome, manly looking young fellow , bronzed and healthy and hardy. He was mounted on a coal-black horse, a magnificent ani mal, with Arabian blood in his veins. He was a thorough bred, if ever there was one. As the young man spoke he reined up iiis horse and gazed ahead with eager interest. About one hundred yards distant, swaying gently to and fro, was the form of a man, and this form was deI!-"'wiing from a limb of a tree, at the end of a rope. . It was not a pleasant sight, and the young horseman shud dered slightly as he looked. "There has been bad work going on here," the young man murmured. "Some poor fellow has met death in the most disgraceful manner in which a man carr die." He spoke to his horse and moved forward. When he was within thirty yards of the form hanging at the end of the rope another exclamation escaped his rips: "It isn't a human being at all! It's a dummy!" Th.e young man rode close up to the object and paused . Sure enough, it was .a dummy. Some old clothes had been stuffed with straw and were suspended by means of the rope. "I wonder what that means, anyway?" the young man asked himself. The dummy's back was toward him, but presently it turned gently, a n d the fro n t was p r esented to view. "Hello! Let's see what that says!" the youth exclaimed . On the bn:iast of the dummy was a sheet of paper, and on the paper was some writing. 'l'he youth leaned forward and read what was written there. It was as follows : h "This is the dead-line for rebels and enemies to the king. Turn back, if you would live! To cross this line is Death." A long, low whistle of astonishment escaped the youth'. lips . "Well, well," he murmured; "this rather beats anythinf! I have come across lately! So this is the dead-line, eh? No enemy of the king dare cross, eh? Well, we v.ill see about that." The youth glanced about him with keen, searching gaze. Trees were on both sides of the road, and enemies might be hidden near and be invisible. For all he knew muskets or rifles might even now be aimed at his body, and keen eyes be looking through the sights, while eager fingers were waiting to press the triggers. This was in the year 1780, during the War of the Revo lution, and the place was in South Carolina, not many mile::; from Charleston. In this partjcular region the Tories were very numerous, and in the immediate vicinity of the point where we fin d the young horseman it was the boast of the settlers that for miles around there was not a single rebel family. The young horseman did not know this, however, and t therefore the strange warning surprised and interested,, him, while at the same time it made him all the more d e termined to advance farther on his way. The youth in question was no other than D ick Sla t er, a famous scout and spy in the patriot army . H e was al s o a
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. captain, and the commander of a company of youths who were known as The Boys of '76." These youths had done remarkable work in the North, and now they were in the South, ready to do what they could for the patriot cause. The trouble was that they could not get to Charleston, because of the fact that the city was encompassed about by the British, who were laying siege to the place. General Lincoln, with about three thousand troops, occupied Charleston, and the British were making determined efforts to capture the city. The Liberty Boys had discovered that it was going to be impracticable to reach the city, and had gone into camp at a point six or seven miles back from where we introduce Dick to the reader's notice. Dick had advanced on a reconnoitering expedition, and as he did not think there were any British within ten miles of the encampment, he had ridden fiis horse. The youth surveyed his surroundings keenly and search ingly, and then again looked at the dummy. "Rather an unusual way of warning people to keep away," he murmured. "Well, so far as I am concerned they might as well have saved themselves the trouble, for it will not keep me back." He spoke to his horse, and the animal started forward. 'carcely had he done so, when from the timber at the right . md side of the road came the command, in a hoarse, ,__ â€¢ â€¢ , . v01ce: whar ye air, stranger! Ef ye cross thet line, et'll "I am going to go on my way, and you will do well not to try to interfere, sir!" "I'll put er bullet through ye, jest ez shore ez ye. thet line!" was the grim reply. Ninety-nine out of one hundred men would have turned back, but Dick Slat.er was the hundredth. He was a brave and determined youth, and he was not to be turned back by threats of danger. He made up his mind to make a sudden dash, and take his chances of being hit by the bullet which he was sure would be fired at him. .... ... No sooner had he come to the decision than he acted upon it. "Go, Major!" he cried. The intelligent horse seemed to understand that quicknesi:; was what was needed, and he leaped forward like an arrow from a bow. The hidden Tory was alert, however, and scarcely had the horse made two leaps before there sounded the whip-like crack of a rifle, and Dick Slater threw up his hands and plunged headlong from the saddle to the ground, where he lay still, blood trickling down over his face. CHAPTER II. DENOUNCED AS A'REBEL. be ther las' thing ye'll do in this hyar worl'!" "Oh-h-h-h-h!" Dick brought his hor s e to a stop and looked in the direcA girl had been walking briskly along the road, and had tion the voice had sounded from. suddenly stopped and uttered the exclamation. "Who are you?" he called out. She w:;is a pretty girl, a girl with rosy cheeks, bright "I'm er loyal king's man." eyes, and a generally sweet and pleasing expression. Just "Come out and show yourself." now her bright blue eyes were spread wide in ye; but I'd ruther stay whar I am." and horror, and she stood in the middle of the road, with "Isn't this a highway?" Dick asked. clasped hands, gazing at something over beside the road. 'l'here was a brief silence, and then came the voice in The something was a human form-that of a man or --reply: rather, of a youth, for it was that of Dick Slater. "I reckon et is, stranger." Perhaps half an hour had elapsed since the shot that "'l'hen what right have you to tell me to stop?" dropped the Liberty Boy out of the saddle had been fired. "Ther right uv might; ye see, these air war times, an' During all that time the youth had lain there, motionther feller whut hez ther gun an' knows how ter use et kin less. The man who . h _ad fired the shot, a rough-looking give orders an' see ter et thet they air obeyed." fellow, bearded and grizzled, had come and gazed down "Yes, that's true; but what if the other fellow has a upon his victim a few moments, and then had strode away. gun, too?" "Oh-h-h-h-h! It's a man, and-and-I-believe-A< be"W'y, then et depen's on who gits his gun ready fur lieve-he's-dead!" bianess furst." The girl looked at the still form a few moments, and "I judge that that is true." then looked down the road. She started to walk away, and "Yas, thet's ther truth, an' I ha:ppen ter hev my gun then paused, and turned and looked at the form again. ready fur bizness right now." 1 "I-I-wonder if-if he-really is-dead?" she mur"Say, you are making a mistake," said Dick. "You have mured, and then, as a groan was given by the seeming dead no right to stop a traveler on the highway in this manner, man, she gave utterance to an exclamation. and I insist that I be permitted to go my way in peace." "He's alive!" she cried. "Oh, I wonder who he is, and "All right; keep right on insistin', ef ye think et'll do ye what hurt him?" cnny good." Dick had just recovered consciousness, and he now rose
THE LIB:EH'rY BOYS AND THE RIFLE'.l\rnN. . ---to a sitting posture, and, rubbing the blood out of his "I don't think they will do that." eyes, looked around him in a bewildered manner. "I will simply say that someone shot me as I was rid The girl stood there, gazing at him with wide-open eyes, ing along, and that I have no idea who it was." in which was a preponderance of horror . "That will be best." Suddenly Dick noticed the girl, and a faint smile apThey reached the house, and entered it. There was a pea.red on his face. man, a woman, and another girl, Reemingly a year or two "Row do you do, miss?" he said, weakly. "Did you older than the one with Dick. i:;hoot me?" This girl had black eyes and, while good-looking, Rhr "No, no!" was the reply. "Goodness! you don't think I did not look so sweet-tempered and pleasing as the other. would do such a thing, do you?" The three stared at the two in amazement. 'Of course not; I am a bit rattled, miss. Please excuse "Why, daughter, what is this?" the man exclaimec1. me. I remember, now, that the person who shot me had a "Who is this young man?" hoarse, rough voice, and he was a man, undoubtedly." "My name is Dick Slater, sir," said the youth. "and I "But why did he shoot you?" was shot from ambush by some unseen person. You11 The youth pointed up to the dummy, which was still daughter came along just as I recovered consciomme:is and swinging from the end of the rope, not far away. offered to assist me to reach here, where she f1aid you wonlu "That seems to mark a dead-line, or something of the be willing to take care of me "for a little while." kind," he said. "The man warned me that if I crossed it "Certainly, sir," Raid 1\Ir. Warren-thiR being the man'E he would i-hoot. " , name. The girl's face lighted up. Then hr took hold of Dick's arm and said: "Come with "I understand," she said. "You were foolish to me. I will give you my son's room. He is away from the line." home, and the room is at your service." "It would seem so, now." "Thank you," said Dick. "Yes. Then you are a-rebel?" "You are welcome. We are always glad to do anything Dick smiled, and shook his head. for anyone who iR in need of "No, not a rebel; but I am proud to acknowledge that They were soon upstair:>, and in a room. Mr. 1 am a patriot." Warren told Dick to be seated. , 1 "It's all the same," the girl said; ''or that is the way. "I will bring water, bandages and salve, and will wai!h the people around here look at it." ancl dress your wound," he R
THE LIBER'l'Y BOYS A}TD THE RIFLEMEN. He did not see his pursuers again, and he was sure that they had not seen him. Meantime there was a rather lively tilt between Lucy and Emma going on at the house. Emma, who was a very strong Tory, had turned upon Lucy the moment Dick managed to get away, with the exclamation: "There, Miss Smarty! You have made it possible for that rebel to escape, by your interfering in the way you did!" ---''I don't think my interfering caused it, Emma." "Yes, it did." "Well, if it did I'm glad of it," was the spirited reply. "Well, Lucy Warren!" cried her sister, in a tone of horror. "I'm surprised at you!" "I don't care; that Mr. Slater is a good, brave young man, and I know it! And I hate Josh Benson or shooting J1im!" "Well, Lucy, you are getting pretty far along, I say!" "That is the way I feel about it. I think it was coward.ly in .Tosh, shooting 1\fr. Slater in the way he did." "But 'Mr. Slater' is a rebel, ancl he ought to be killed," Haid Emma, viciously. don't think so; patriots are human beings, the same as the loyal king's men, and I don't approve of the commit ting of murder, just because someone differs with you iri thinking a thing is right or wrong." But Emma kept on talking in an angry manner. She in , siSted that the rebel would not have escaped but for Lucy's interference. When :Mr. Warren and Josh Benson returned from their fruitless chase of the fugitive Emma tried to get her father's anger aroused toward her sister. "Never mind, Emma," said her father. "Lucy was naturally Romewhat interested in the young fellow because she found him, wounded, and helped him come to the house." "I wish thet I hed aimed better," growled Josh Benton. ' l thet I heel killed ther young rebel." Lucy could scarcely concea l her di like for the man who thus coolly stated that he was sorry he had not killed "Uv course; but how air we gain' ter do et?" "I'll tell you." "Waal ?" I "We must get a force of British soldiers and go. and make an attack upon the rebel rascals." "Thet's ther thing ter do." "Will you go?" "U v course." "When?" "Right erway." "You had better; the quicker we get after the rebels the better." "Yas; .we don' wanter let 'em git down heer an' git in theer work." "No." "I'll go ter ther commander uv ther rigiment thet your son Dave is in, Mr. Warren." "That's a good plan. Re will be more likely to listen to you if Dave vouches or your reliability." "Thet's whut I thort." A little later J Qsh Benson took his departure. Re turned his footsteps in the direction of the British force encom passing Charleston. A walk of an hour and a half brought him to the Brit ish lines. He wns challenged by a sentinel. Re told the sentinel that he did not know the countersign, but that he was a friend of Dave Warren, who was a soldier in Colonel Sumner's regiment, and that he wished to see Dave. The officer of the guard was summoned. He was acquainted with Josh and said he was all right. 'l'he sentinel permitted the ungainly Tory to pass. A few minutes later Josh found Dave, and greeted him. Dave Warren was a handsome, manly-looking young fel-low of perhaps twenty-one years. He was blue-eyed, like his sister Lucy, and was, like her, rank-faced and pleaRing in appearance. Re gave Josh Benson a rather cool greeting, for he had never liked the man. He knew Benson as cruel-hearted â€¢ and prejudiced, as well as vindictive, if he took a dislike to one whose only crime was that he was a patriot. Then the two men sat down and began talking. The anyone. girls and the woman heard all that was said, and Lucy, at .Josh was however, and did not notice that least, was quite deeply interested in the conversation. his friend greeted him coolly. He at once told Dave why "I tell ye them Riflemen, ez they call themselves, will he was there, and the young soldier told him to go to Col onel Sumner. hev ter be licked," said Josh Benson. "Ef they don' git licked right erway they'll do er 19t uv damage." "Do you really think so?" asked Mr. Warren. "Yas, I do. I hev foun' out all about 'em, an' thar air et leest er hunderd uv 'em. They air goin' ter come down heer an' try ter git even with ther king's men; ye know we went up thar a.n' burned some uv ther rebels' houses las' week." "Yes, I know that." "Waal, they'll be down beer, in er few days now." . "We must put a stop to their work, Josh." "Ye come erlong an' vouch fur me, Dave," said Josh. "Yer father sed ye would." "Very well," said Dave, but there was not inueh enthu siasm in his tone or air. They were soon in the presence of Colonel Sumner, ancl to him J ash told his story-of how a lot of rebel youngsters of from sixteen to twenty-one years had organized themselves into a company of Riflemen, and how they were going to descend upon the loyalist settlement, unless prevented from doing so . â€¢
â€¢ THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN'. ===============-::-:-:======-=-...::-=..:;:.:::::=...:::-_-_-__ -___ -"We thort thet ye would send er force up thar an' kill er capter 'em," said Josh, in conclusion. "That is exactly what I will do," s11id Colonel Snmner, who was a soldier just like most men m'e business men. To him, matter was one of business, nothing else. If the rebel Riflemen could be killed or captured it wonld be just so much toward ending the war in favor of the king. "I will send the force at once,'' he said . "You will guide it to the place where these rebels have their rendezvous, of course." "Sartinly, sir." CHAPTER IV. A GIRL'S WARNING. said, "and I fc 1t that it was my duty to come and tell you, Fred." "I am glad you are patriotically i11clined." "Yes." "When will the British make the attack, do yon think?" "I don't know; they might come to-night, and they may not come before to-morrow." "Well, we will try to be ready for them when they do come." Presently Lucy said she must be going. "I will go with you," said Fred. "But you ought to be getting your Riflemen togrther, Fred," the girl responded. "I don't think there is any particular need of ha-t<'. Lucy." "No, I jndge not. I really do not think they will grt here before to-morrow; but they migl1t." "I'll risk it; and anyhow it will take me only a l it!IP It was dark, and Mr. and l\frs. Martin and their nineteenwhile i.o get the boyR togethrr. 1 haYe an under;;tanding year-old son, Fred, were eating supper. with them, and can summon them hy rifle-shot Rignall'.'' Fred was a handsome, manly-loolcing young follow, and "I see." he was the captain of the Riflemen, a rornpany of youths of Then Lucy bade Mr. and Mrs. l\Iariin good-night, anrl, about his own age. accompanied by Fred, took her departure. They talked as they ate, and when they finished they They walked Rlowly along, talking about thingR. went into the sitting-room and sat down. until they were within a quarter of a mile of Lucy's hornr. ,Ju st aR they did so there came a knock on the door. and then Fred said: Fred leaped up and went to the door and opened it. "Wait a minute, Lucy." "It's Lucy Warren!" he exclaimed, and there was a tone The girl stopped. It was a clear night, and they of delight in his voice. see each other, but could not distinguiRh features or exprc<>-"Yes, Freu, it is I," and she extended her hand, which sion. the youth grasped and pressed warmly-for he thought "What is it, Fred?" there was not such another girl in all the world as Lucy. The girl's voice was low , and there \fas a peculiar little "Come in, Lucy," he invited. quaver in it. She entered and was given a warm greeting by Mr. and "Lucy," said Freel, "did you really come and bring me Mrs. Martin, who were well aware that their son was in the news because you arc a patriot, or was it becauselove with the girl. because--" It was dark out, and the three wondered what ' could have Fred paused and was at a loss for words . . â€¢ brought the girl out after night. The girl did not reply at once, and then she saicl, gently: .She soon enlightened them. "Yes, I did it because I am a patriot, Fred." .._...--....,,_---. "I have news for you, .Fred," she said. There was something, an intonation, a peculiar quavering "What is the news, Lucy?" eagerly. pathos, that would have told a girl hearer the truth; but "The British are going to come and make an attempt to Fred was a youth, with sensibilities not so finely developed kill or capture your Riflemen!" as those of a girl, and he did not understand. Instead, his "They are!" heart sank. ''Yes." "I-had-hoped, Lucy," he stammered, "that-that-"How do you know, Lucy?" you came to me with the news, because-because--" The girl told how she had heard her father and Josh Again he broke down. He was a brave youth, but he was Benton talking the matter over. not much used to girls. -Had he been blessed with a sis"Perhaps I ought not to go against my own father," the ter he would have had a better knowledge of them. girl said, coloring slightly, "but I-that is, I couldn't bear "Because-w iat, Fred?" was the gentle query. to think of letting them come . and take you by surprise, j "Because-but there; what is the use of my saying any Fred, and so I-I-made up my mind that I would come thing. You came to me with the news because you are a and warn you." patriot; you told me so, and that ought to be all that is "You are a brave, noble-hearted girl, Lucy!" cried Fred, necessary." warmly . There was a brief silence, and then Lucy said: "Yes, indeed!" from Mrs. Martin. "Of course, you know that my parents and sister and "Well, I sympathize with-with the patriots," the girl brother are loyalists, Fred."
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. --------==---==---=---==========:-========-=-==--=-=-=====-:-=-"Yes, of course I know that, Lucy." "Then-have you never wondered why I am a patriot, Fred?" The girl's voice was low. "Why, I have thought of it, Lucy, and the thought has come to me that it seemed kind 0 strange that you should be a patriot. But it is that way sometimes, in some families there will be patriots and some loyalists." "Yes, I suppose so." She was silent a few moments, and then went on: "I ..>-...( warned yeu of the intended coming of the British, Fred, because I am a patriot, and I am a patriot becausebecause-you are one." For a moment Fred did not understand, even then, but suddenly it bnrst upon him, and he caught Lucy in his arms and hugged and kissed her. "Oh, Lucy, Lucy! Little sweetheart!" he cried. "Oh, I am so happy! Do you really mean it, dear? Tell me that you do! Tell me that you do, sweetheart!" "H-how c-can I?" half-gasped the girl, laughing and crying with happiness at one and the same time. Fred laughed, too, and tltere was a happy ring to his laughter. "You don't need to say anything, little sweetheart," he said. "Just hold still and let me kiss you! Tl1at's all you need to do." "And, Fred-that's all-I want to-do.'â€¢ _J;}ey were happy, those two, happy as ever two human beings can be in this world, and at least half an hour passed heforc they came back to earth and realized that there wa sometl!ing else to be done besides enjoying themselves in each other's company. Then they walked slowly along toward Lucy's home, arm in arm, whispering in each other's ears things that it is not necessary to record here. CHAPTER V . SIGNALING THE FIFLEMEN. Bang! The sharp report of a rifle rang out on the still night "It is all right," said Fred, in a tone of ! "The boys will be here in a couple of hours." Then he went into the house, and after enrefnlly rctoad ing his rifle, he placed it in one corner of thr room, ailo went into the sitting-room, where his parents were. "I've been thinking, father and mother," he snid, "nnd I believe it will be best for you to go over to JI.Ir. J udfl.'s till after the British have come here, and the fight is â€¢ over." "I was thinking that way, Fred," said the father. "I will walk over there with your mother, and then I will come back, for I want to be here and help fight the British." "Oh, no; you must not think of that, father," protested Fred. "Why not?" "Because it will be enough for me to be in the :fight; you must stay with mother." "That is what I think, too," said Mrs. Martin. "Very well; if you both wish it I will stay away," suid Mr. Martin. "But I can shoot as straight as any of you boys, and could help just that much." "We won't need your help, father; at any rafe, if the red coats should prove to be too strong for m your being with us would not be sufficient to turn the tide of battle." "That is true, of course." Then Mr. and Mrs. Martin began gathering some of their most valuable possessions together-things that could be carried handily. When they had finished they turned to Fred, and as Mr. Martin shook the youth's hand he said earnestly: "Now, be very careful, Fred, my boy. Fight the redcoats, but don't be foolhardy. Bravery is all right, tmt recklessness is not bravery; it is folly of the worst kind." "We will be careful, father," was the reply. "But the boys are all good marksmen, and I think we 'ltill be able to drive the redcoats away, unless they come jp. overwhelming force." Mrs. Martin threw her arms around Fred's neck and kissed him, and wept on his shoulder. "Be very, very careful, Fred my son!" she said. "Don't do anything rash." "I will be careful, mother, for your sake, and for that of--" "Lucy," :finished his mother. "That is right, my son. Don't forget either your mother or your sweetheart, and a.ir. then I don't think you will be reckless." Fred Martin stood out in thei back yard, rifle in hand. ".:You are right, mother; I have too much to live for It was he who had fired the shot. to risk my life needlessly." He listened intenilly. Then Fred's parents took their departure, leaving the Presently, from over toward the west sounded the report youth alone. of a rifle. He was not alone long, however. Within twenty min" Good!" said Fred. "That was Sam Billings. Now I'll utes of the time that the two took their leave Sam Billings hear Joe Siddons' rifle." put in an appearance, rifle in hand. He was right. Only a few minutes elapsed, and then "How. are -you, Fred?" he greeted; and then he added, another rifle-shot was beard, though much fainter than II eagerly: "What's up?" the one before it, thus proving that the rifleman was far"Work for us, Sam," was the reply. ther away. "So I supposed. Rut what is it?"
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE IUFLE.MEN. "The redcoats have heard about us, and <.:Orne and attack us, old fellow ,." ''Is that so? How did you find it out?" Fred blushed, and said: "Lucy Warren came and told me." Sam winked and s miled. are going to "Ah, I understand," he said. And then, as Fred blu s hed even more, he went on: "Never mind, old fellow. That's all right. I'm mighty glad she thinks enough of you to eome and warn you. Of course, she must have heard her father talking about it." "Yes, he and Josh Benton." "That i>coundrel! Say, Fred, I'd rather put a bullet through him than through a redcoat, wouldn't you?" . ''Yes, I would. He is a villain, if ever there was one. He is u regular imake in the grass." "So he is. But when do you expect the redcoats?" "I don't know; they may come to-night, and they may not get here before to-morrow." ''Well, we'll be ready for them when they do <.:ome." â€¢::30 we will." A few minute s later Joe Siddon appeared, and they told him the same ::dory that Fred had told Sam. 'l'his was done, and at least half a dozen went on this errand. About nine o'clock one of these scouts came to the house, with the report that the British were coming, but that they were two miles away. "How many of them are there?" asked Fred. "About three hundred, I think, Fred." "Three times our own number." "Yes." "That isn't so bad, Fred," said Sam Billings." "Noj I think we can holu our own against that ber." "I am sure of it." .Fifteen minutes later another scout came in, with the report that the enemy was still advancing. Ten minutes more and anotqer scout came in, wilh tl1e information that the redcoats were within less than a mile of the house. "Josh Benton is guiding he said. "Then they will come straight here," said Fred. ''He knows that we meet here." Twenty minutes later the other scouts, and the sentinels, came rushing into the house in excitement. "'rhe redcoats are almost here!'' cried one. He was greatly interested, and said be was glad that the enemy was going to come and make an attack. "'l'hey will be here in another minute!" from another. "Get ready for work, boys," said Fred, with a grim, the boâ€¢s determined air. "Show the redcoab; what the Riflemen "It will give our Riflemen a chance to see what they can do," he said. "That's right," a'greed Fred. "Bnt I know will be able to do good work, for they are all shoh:." J d H I splendid ' can _______ .., "We will!" was tl\e reply, in a determined chorus. "Yes, if we c1<2n't get scared," laughed Sam. "I don't think there is any danger of that." 'fhe Riflemen kept arriving, one after another, till all were on hand. There were one hundred of them, and they were bright, alert, manly-looking fellows, each and every one. They took up their quarters in the Martin house, which was a good-sized one, and then Fred stationed sentinels out side, at a point perhaps one hundred yards distant. He sta tioned a sufficient number, so that it would be impossible for the redcoats to get close to the house without being dis covered. Then the others lay down and went to sleep. The sentinels were changed at intervals throug .. out the but the redcoats did not put in an appearance. "They will certainly be here some time to-day, said Fred, while they were eating breakfast and discussing the matter. "I hope they won't come in such overwhelming force as to make it impracticable for us to try to fight them," said Joe Siddons. "They will have to bring a lot of men if they do that,'' said Sam Billings. The others all said the same. Fred decided to send out scouts, to go in the direction from which the enemy was expected to come and bring the news, if the redcoats were seen. CHAPTER VI. THE BRI'.rlSH 1lf AKE AN ATTACK. "There they are!" "Yes, yes!" "I see them!" "Jove, there are a lot of them!'' The Riflemen uttered the above exclamations when the redcoats came in sight. There was a large force of the British, comparatively speaking. It was safe to say that there were three hundred of them. The British did not hesitate, but moved forward and surrounded the house, though they remaiued just out of rifle-shot distance while executing this maneuver. "There is Josh Benson," said Sam Billings. "I think that when the fight begins I shall have a try at him. He is largely responsible for the redcoats being here." "I'll bet he won't come within rifle-shot distance of us," said Joe Siddons. "That's about my idea of the matter," said Fred. "He is a coward at heart, and I don't think he will want to get into the thick of the fight."
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. The British, as soon as they had executed the maneuver, sent a man with a flag of truce. "'He wants to talk to you, Fred," said Sam. "Well, he might as well save his breath for use in run ning," was the grim reply. "Good for you!" cried Sam, slapping Fred on the back. "That's the way to talk!" Fred opened the door and stepped out upon the porch. The soldier bearing the flag of truce approached to with in)en feet, and then paused and surveyed the youth with -"T,('1rcilious look. His look was returned with interest, for Fred was a spir ited youth, and one not likely to be intimidated by a look. "Are you the leader of the gang of boys called the Rifle men?" the redcoat asked. "I am the captain of the company of Riflemen, yes," waE the calm and dignified reply. "Captain!-ha, ha, ha!" The reri ;iat seemed to be greatiy amused. Fred waited quietly nu he had finished, and then said: "What do you want?" "I have come to demand your instant and unqualified Rlirrender," was the pompous and arrogant reply. "Oh, that is what you want, eh?" "Yes." "Then you may as well go rigl1t back to your commander and tell him that we refuse to surrender." "What! You refuse?'' -"'Most assuredly. If we had not thought ourselves cap able of whipping you we would not have stayed here and let you surround us." "Humph! You are a fool!" "Perhaps so-perhaps not." "Why, what can you do against 0J.1r force?" "You will find out soon enough." "You really mean that you will fight us?" "I most certainly do mean that very thing." "But we have three or four times as many men as you _have." "That may be." "And they are all trained fighters, veterans, while you are boys, who have never been in a battle." "We have never been in a battle, true, but we are going to be in one soon." "Bah! It won't be a battle." "Perhaps not." "No; you will not be able to make a fight that could by any stretch of imagination be called a battle.'â€¢ "Well, we will make it as lively for you as we can." "You will be just the same as committing suicide." "I don't think so." "I do; and I wish to tell you that it yon offer fight, no quarter will be given you!" "Just as you please; neither will we give you quarter." "Bah! We don't ask quarter from anybody." "Neither do we!" "Then your decision is final?" "Yes." "Very good; your fate will be on your own head." "I am aware of that." The British soldier turned and strode haughtily away, and Fred re-entered the house and closed and barred the door. "Get ready, boys," he said. "It will be a fight to the death now!" The youths cocked their rifles, and turned their heads toward the windows, while grim, determined looks appear ed on their faces. The youths were upstairs and down, in every room in the house, and as many as could work in front of each window were stationed there, while others were near at hand, ready to take their places and fire after the first set had fired and stepped back. By following out this plan they would be able to keep up a continuous firing. "Look out, boys! They are coming!" suddenly cried Fred. This caution was unnecessary, for the youths had their eyes on the enemy. The redcoats were coming, sure enough; they were com-ing on the run. Closer and closer they came. Sudd e nly they fired a volley. The Riflemen had been on the watch for this, and drop ped down out o sight and leaped back, and the bullets not do them any harm. "Now, boys, give it to them!" cried Fred. "Show them what the Riflemen can The Riflemen obeyed. They fired a volley instantly. They had taken aim before firing, and the result was that they did good execution. A score or more of the redcoats went down, dead and wounded. Wild yells of rage went up from tho s e who were not in jured, and shrieks and groan s went up from the injured. The first set of Riflemen now leaped back from the win dows, and others took their places. They firerl another volley, and did good execution, and the British fired a volley in return. Two of the youths were killed, and three were wounded by this volley. But the mflemen managed to keep up almost a con stant fire, by having some of their number at the windows nearly all the time, and they made it so hot for the enemy, indeed, that the redcoats presently retired. When they were out of rifle-shot distance they paused and held a council of war. They had not expected such a reception as this. They knew that they were to attack a party of young fellows who had never before taken part in a battle, and so had supposed that they would have an easy time of it. They were undeceived, now, and the ques1ion that was
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. agitating their minds was, how were they to get even with the rebels for the way they had been handled? This was a q nestion indeed, and one that they had not ihougbt of having to consider. Afler t1uite a lengthy council, it was decided to make another attack, and to concentrate 011 the front of the building and burst the door open ancl enter the bniloing. Having decided, they made their preparations to begin another attack. The Riflemen had not been idle during this time. 'rhey had dressed the wounds of the injured, and had carefully reloaded their rifles and pistols. B'red was watching the enemy like a hawk, and suddenly he cr i ed out : "They're coming again, boys! Now we will have to fight our very hardest, for they are angry and desperate, aud they will break into the house if we let them get close enough to it. Give them volley after volley, and don't let up on them!" The Riflemen answered with a cheer. CHAPTER VII. THE LIBERTY BOYS .APPEAR. "Listen, boys!" As he uttered this exclamation, Bob Estabrook leaped to his feet, and inclined his head in a listening attitude. As he did so the rattle of musketry came to the hearing. of the one hundred bronzed youths who were seated about campfires in the timber, at a point perhaps ten miles from Charleston. These were the famous Liberty Boy1i, and they had come down South to help fight the British, only to :find the patriot army cooped up in Charleston, and surrounded by four or firn times its own number of troops. The youths had found it impracticable to try to enter Charleston; and it would not have been sensible, had they been able to accomplish it, for they would simply have been placing themselves in a trap. They wished to do something to aid the patriots of the South, however, and so they remained in the vicinity, hoping that something would turn up that would afford them the opportunity of h e lping some. It was the morning after Dick's escape :!'rom Mr. War ren and Josh Benton, as already detailed. Re had .reached the encampment in safety, and bad told his story of his narrow escape from death at the hands of .Josh Benton, and of his just a s narrow an escap_e from capture by the two Tories. '11his morning they were talking the matter over, and trying to make up their minds what should be done, when Bob Estabrook uttered the exclamation, as given above, and the rattle of nntsketry was heard. "'I'here'i:! a battle going on, somewhere!" rried Mark Morrison. "And not so very far away, either!" from Ham Hander son. "You are right," agreed Dick. "'That firing i,; not mor<' than a mile and a half from here." Bob Estabrook was all excitemen1 at once. He a . youth who would rather fight than eat, any time. "I.;et's go and get into the fight, Dick!" he cried . "We want to help all we can, you know, and here is our chan" ,. "All right," said Dick; 1 ' we will do it." . ,.. , "Just Esten!" cried Ben Spurlock. "There is quite an engagement going on, sure enough!'' The almost continual rattle of musketry was heard, ancl it was evident that a ljvely fight was in progress . The Liberty Boys mounted their horses and rode in thl' direction of the firing as rapidly as they could go. When they arrived at a point quite near to the scene of action they dismounted and tied their homes to trees. They hastened through the timber, guided by the firing. There had been a period of silence, and the youths un derstood that there had been a cessation of hostilities, and that now they were renewed again. Quickly they came in sight of the scene. Not far from them was a barn, and a sJ1ort distance beyond it was a good-sized house. ' Surrounding the house were a goodly number of British soldiers . Riflemen within the house kept up a co tant firing, and the Liberty Boys could not but admire th ery and skillful work of the besieged. They did not delay long, however-only long enough to get the lay of the land. The British were making a desperate attack, and bade fair to get into the house, in spite of the wonderfol work of the Riflemen. The Liberty Boys, eager to help all they could, crept np behind the barn, and then suddenly charged the enemy. As they did so they fired a ''olley from their muskets and uttered a chorus of yells that were enough to enemy. The volley did great execution, too, for more than a score of the redcoats went down, dean and wounded. The attack was so sudden and unexpected that the Brit. ish became demoralized and turned and fled at the top oi their speed. The Liberty Boys fired a couple of volleys after the fl0e ing enemy, from their pistols, and this helped to increaRc the speed of the redcoats. Twenty minutes later, Colonel Sumner, angry and al most broken-hearted over the result of the affair, stood in the timber, surrounded by his men, and took account of the loss that had been sustained. He found that he had lost, dead and wounded, neiuly one hundred men. "This is terrible," he said to one of the captainR. "I don't understand it.'' "Neither do I," said the captain.
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. 11 "How did it happen, anyway?" He seemed to be unable to get the matter through his head iightly. "Well, sir, the rebel Riflemen made a desperate resistance, and then, just as we were on the point of being successful in breaking the door down and entering, another force at tacked us." "I know; yes, that was the way of it. But what force was this second one? That is what is puzzling me." The captain shook his head. "I cannot tell you, he replied, "but it was a patriot force, made up of regular soldiers, for the men had on uniforms." "They did, hey?" "They were young fellows, Colonel Sumner," said an other officer. "I don't believe that there was one among them more than twenty years old." "I noticed that they were young. I wonder what force it can be." "That is hard telling. It may be a force from the North." "It certainly isn't one from Charleston." "No, that is evident, for no force could possibly have slipped past our army and left the city." Then they talked the situation over. "We will go back," said the colonel, presently, "and will ask permission to bury our dead and remove our wound ed.',. This met with the approval of all, and so the force moved slowly back toward the house where the battle had taken place. At the edge of the timber the redcoats came to a stop. All was quiet over at the house. Lying about were the British soldiers, many dead, many more wounded. The latter were groaning with pain, and many were calling aloud for water. _Tt w11s anything but a pleasant scene. Still, the British soldiers were veterans, and were used to such scenes, and it did not make as much impression upon them as it had already made on the Riflemen in the house. The party of rebels that had made such an unexpected attack on the redcoats, resulting in their utter rout, was no w here to be seen. Colonel Sumner sent one of the captains to the house with a flag of truce. their wounds, after which we will remove the dead bodies and give them burial." "Very well." The British captain saluted and withdrew. Immediately at least one hundred men were on the ground, lifting the wounded and carrying them away into the timber. When this had been done they returned and carried the dead men away, and one of their number came to the house and asked if they might borrow a spade. Fred got a spade out of the wood-house and gave it to the soldier and he went away. He returned an hour later, and brought the spade; he thanked Fred for the use of it. "You are welcome," was the reply. "Say, didn't we kill or wound any of your men?" the redcoat asked, his curiosity getting the better of his dig nity. "Yes," replied Fred . "You killed two of our men, and wounded five more." "Humph! That don't count much as again s t the num ber that you killed and wounded." "True." The redcoat hesitated, and then a s ked, with an assump tion of carelessness : "What force was that that came to your assistance, there at the last?" Fred shook his head. "I don't know," he replied. The redcoat looked surprised and skeptical. "You don't know!" he exclaimed. "No." "Where is the force now?" "I don't know that either; it disappeared as quickly as it appeared." The redcoat looked amazed, and th e n turned and strode away. Meantime, where were the Liberty Boys?-for Fred had told the truth about their disappearing as suddenly as the31 had appeared. CHAPTER VIII. A JOINING OF FORCES. Fred Martin came forth and met him, as on the former The explanation of th e dis appearance of the Libcrly occasion. Boys is simple. The Briti s h captain saluted, and then rnicl: They feared that the redcoats might find their horses. and "My commander has Rent me to ask if you will permit had gone back to where they had left the animal s , JeaYing us to carry away our deac1 and wounded." 'a couple of the Liberty Boys behind, to keep watch, and "Certainly," replied Frecl, promptly. "I wish yc:iu would send word if the redcoats showed any disposition townnl hurry about it, for I hate to hear the poor fellows groan making another attack on the patriots in the hoube. and cry ont in the that they are doing." An hour and a half later one of the Liberty BoyM 1vl10 "We will remoYe the wounded at once, and will dress had been left behind to keep watch put in an <1ppea;anl''
12 THE LIBERTY BOYS .AND THE RIFLEMEN. and told Dick that the redcoats had buried their dead and "I am quite willing," was the reply. "We shall be glad taken their wounded and departed. to work in connection with your Riflemen, and our two "Then we will go to the house and see who it is that was forces will be able to make a good fight whenever it is neces making such a brave fight against the redcoats," said sary that we shall do so." Dick. "Yes, we have proved that to-day." They set out, leading their horses, and in a few minutes "You are right." later they arrived at the house. The Riflemen had all emerged from the house as soon Fred Martin and some of the Riflemen were out of as the Liberty Boys put in an appearance. They were eager doors, and they gave Dick and his comrade s a warm wel-to see the force that had rendered them such timely aid. come. The Liberty Boys decided to go into camp near the Mai: -"I don't know who you are," said Fred, heartily, "but tin house, and this was done. While they were thus en you certainly rendered us assistance just at the right time, gaged, Fred Martin and some more of the Riflemen hitch and we thank you." ed a team to a wagon and placed the form s of the two dead "That is all right," smiled Dick. "We are, as you can youths in the wagon and took them to lhe home s of their see by our uniforms, patriots, and were glad of the parents. chance to strike the redcoats a blow." They were back again in due time, and then Dick and "But who are you?" asked Fred. ".And wh ere are you Fred had a long talk. from?" They decided to work together, and. to, if possible, inflict "We are from the North," replied Dick, "and we are considerable damage upon the redcoats. known as The Liberty Boys of '76." Dick felt sure that they could do this. Fred uttered an exclamation. It would be necessary to exercise great care, however, for "I've heard of you!" he cried. ".And you are Dick there was such a strong force of Britis h that it would be Slater, the famou s scout and spy." impossible to make a fight again s t them when they were "My name is Dick Slater," with a smile. "I don't know in force. about the famous part of it." The Liberty Boys and the Riflemen were their "Well, well! I am indeed glad to know you! My name dinner when a horseman appeared, coming from the north. is Fred Martin, and these . are young men who live in this .As soon as he saw the Liberty Boy s , with their blue univicinity. We call ourselves the Riflemen, and we organized forms on, he approached them. Dismounting, he advanced for the purpo s e of striking back at .the Tories south of I and asked for the commander. here. They are thick a s leave s in the forest, and the ma"I am the commander here," said Dick, ri8 ing. jority of them are mean, too, for they came up into . thi s The man ran his eyes over the faces of the youths and region, where the majority of the settler s are patriots, and then said: did a lot of damage." "What is your name?" "How came the redcoats to come here and make an attack "Dick Slater?" on you?" asked Dick. Fred explained the matter. Then Dick e x plained that him.self and Libert y Boy s had come down with the intention of helping the patriot s in Charleston, but that they were unable to g e t into the city, owing to the line of British surrounding it. "However, we don't want to enter the city,' ' Dick con tinued, "for it would mean that we would be captured with the force now in the place." "You think the British will capture C harleston , then?" asked Fred. "Yes; I think it i s only a question of time before they do so." "That will be bad!" "So it will." "Can't our combined forces do s omething to prevent it?" Dick shook his head. "I fear not. Of c our s e , we might worr y th e redcoats some, but I don't think we could do anything that would seriously discommode them or impede the ir advance upon the city." "Well, let's do what we can to cau s e them trouble," said Fred, eagerly. ".And are these the Liberty Boys?" motioning toward the youths. "They are." "I have come here to find you. I am a messenger from General Wa s hington, and I have a letter for General L ,v -...--.--, coln, at Charleston." ".Ah, indeed!" said Dick. "Did you wanl me to deliver the message to him?" " Yes; the commander-in-chief said that you would be able to get the letter to him if anybody could. '1 " I will do my best to get it to him," was the quiet re ply. 'rhe mes s enger decided to remain a day or two, and get rested up. "I have had a long and hard ride," he said, "and my horse needs rest as well as myself." Dick took the letter and placed it in his coat pocket, and then he began making his preparations for the att.mpt at entering the city of Charleston. About the middle of the afternoon he bade the Liberty Boys and the Riflemen good-by and took his departure, on foot. He had plenty of time, and could reach the British lines
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. 13 easily before nightfall; and, besides, he did not want to run the risk of losing his horse, an exceedingly valuable animal. He walked along at a moderate pace, keeping a sharp lookout around him, for he realized the fact that he was in danger of being seen by small parties of British. Of course, he was not wearing his uniform. He wore an old suit of citizen's clothing, and thus, ii he was seen by the redcoats, they might not suspect that he was a patriot. When he had walked onward two hours or more, he paused at a cabin to get a drink of water. To the woman who gave him the water he said: "How far is it to where the British have their lines?" "Et's about er mile, sir," was the reply. "Thank you," said Dick. Then he continued onward till out of sight from the cabin. Then he entered the timber and sat down and pondered a while. He decided, presently, to advance closer, to get close enough to the British lines to see what the enewy was doing, and so he again moved forward. He went very slowly, however, for he did not want to be discovered by any of the redcoats. He was at home at this kind of work, for he was an expert woodsman, and he advanced noiselessly, almost. He was just beginning to think that he would in all like lihood come in sight of some of the British very soon, when he was given a surprise. British soldier stepped out from behind a tree and confronted him. Dick halted instantly, and the two stood there, eyeing each other intently. CHAPTER IX. DICK AND THE DESERTER. "I suppose that we will have to remain strangers, then," he said. "I suppose so." Then the young redcoat advanced closer to Dick, and after looking at him keenly. for a few moments, he went on: "I believe that you are a patriot." "Do you," was the imperturbable reply. "Yes." "Well, I suppose you ha.ve a right to believe anything you like." "So I do. But tell me, am I right?" Dick smiled. "That would not be a wise thing to do, would it?" he in quired . "You are a British soldier, and ii I were to tell you that I am a patriot, then there would be trouble." The young man ' glanced back over his shoulder, and then said, in a low, cautious voice: "My uniform is British, but I am an American." "I guessed that you were an Amer1can; but many Amer icans are loyalists." "I used to be; indeed, I was, until an hour ago, a ber of the British army; but now--" Dick was interested now, and as the other hesitated he said, somewhat eagerly: "Do you mean to say that you are leaving the British army-deserting?" The other nodded. "That is it, exactly." "Why are you doing this?" "Because I have changed my mind about matters. I have come to the conclusion that the King of England has no right to rule the people of America." Dick stepped forward and grasped the young man by the hand and shook it heartily. "I congratulate you on your decision," he said. "I think that you are wise in having made up your mind to leave the British army." "Then you are a patriot, sure enough?" D . k d "I am." ic note that the redcoat was a young man. He also noted that the young man was good"You don't live in this part of the country, do you?" looking. Had he been dressed in a patriot uniform Dick "No; 1 am from the North." would have been willing to hail him as a friend. "Ah, I thought so. Well, I live only a few miles from After they had eyed each other a few moments, the young here. My name is Dave Wa2ren, and my folks are loyalredcoat advanced a few steps and said: ists. I don't know how they will take the news that I "Who are you?" have deserted from the British army." "Oh, nobody in particular," replied Dick, coolly. "Who "Do you think they will be sorry to have you come are you?" home? That they will receive you coldly?" The redcoat laughed, a:'.ld gave Dick a searching glance. "I am afraid so, unless with the exception of one of my "You are a, cool one," be . said. . sisters, who is ,in love with a young patriot by the name "N of Fred Marlin. She has become somewhat imbued '\\'i'tli o more so than you." patriotic ideas because of this." '.'.Why don't to tell _who you are?" "I know Fred . Martin," said Dick. On general prmc1ples. It is really affair of yours, "You do?" you know, and so I refused to answer." . . "Yes," and then Dick told about the Riflemen, and how "That is the reason I refused to tell you who I am." I himself and Liberty Boys had helped the Riflemen put the Dick laughed. redcoats to flight."
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. "I was in that fight," said Dave. "You were?" "Ye.s; and do you know, I did not try to hit anything when I shot. I knew we w ere fighting boys I have known :for years, and I couldn't bring mys elf to fire at them." "I don't blame you. But say, I have an idea. Join my Liberty Boys, or the Riflemen. Then you won't have to go home and be regarded with displeasure by yor folks." "Say, I'll do that! I'll join the Riflemen, if it is all the same to you, for I know the majority of the members of Fred's company, and will feel more at home than I would with your men." "It will be all the same, anyway, for we are going to stay together a while at least, and work together." "I'm glad of that." They walked away, and came to a stop at a point half a mile from where they had been. "Aren't you afraid that they will discover that you have deserted, and send a force after you?" asked Dick. "No; I got a furlough to visit my home." "Ah, I see." "They won't suspect anything until after eight o'clock this evening." "That is when you were to be back, eh?" "Yes." "Well, let's change clothing." "Very well." They did so, and it was found that the uniform fitted Dick first-rate. "You will pass muster, I am sure," said Dave. Then Dick told Dave that he knew his folks, and how "I think so; in the night time it will not be likely that his sister Lucy had befriended him after he had been shot anyone will discover that I am not a British soldier." by Josh Benson. They talked a while, and then Dave said he would be "Sister Lucy is all right," he said, "but Emma is a rabid going. Tory." "So she seems," agreed Dick. They talked a few minutes longer, and then Dave ai:;ked: "Where were you going, Mr. Slater?" "Call me Di c k." "All right, Dick." "You are going to join the Riflemen and Liberty Boys at Fred Martin's home, are you, Dave?" "Yes; I'm going to stop at home, and see the folks, and then go on and join the Riflemen." "Tell the boys that I am all right, Dave." "I will.'' "I am on my way to Charleston." Dave stared in amazement. Then the two shook hands, and Dave took his departure. "You will never get there," he declared. . After the young man had gone, Dick sat down on a log, "Why not?" and fell pondering the situation. "Because the city is completely surrounded by line after that he would be a?le .get " line of British soldiers . . You won't be able to get through Bnti.h .hnes m thanks to hrs British umform; but those lines." j he realized that this not be unattended by dang:r. "I must get through them." Suddenly heard a. twig snap, to leap This was said with an air of quiet d e termination. only to feel himself seized from behmd m a strong gnp. "I don't see how you are going to do it." "I don't, either, just now. But I am going to get through the enemy's lines somehow." "You are going to w . ait till after dark to make the at tempt, are you not?" . "Yes." Dave was silent and thoughtful a few moments, and then he gave Dick's form a quick, critical survey. "Say, we are about the same size, aren't we?" he asked. ".Ju s t about.'' "Yes; well, I have a scheme, Dick." "I think I know what it is." "What?" "You are figuring on exchanging clothes 'with me." Uave nodded. "That is it, exactly." "l had thought of it," said Dic k. "You think it might work, then?" eagerl y . "I do." "Good! I'm glad of it." "Come," s aid Dick. "Let' s move back to a safe distance. We might be seen here, and s u s picion would be arou sed ." "'rhat's so." CHAPTER X. A FRIEND, NOT AN ENEMY. Dick struggled with all his might. He was taken at a disadvantage, but that did not make any difference; he would never give up so long as there was a possible chance to get his freedom. He found that he was in the grasp of a strong man, how ever, and no matter how hard he tried to break the man's hold he could not do it. He was presently thrown to the ground, and in spite of his strongest efforts he was overpowered and his hands were bound. 'l'hen he was permitted to sit up, aud he got a look at his captor. To his surprise the man was of middle age, and was roughly dressed, but there was something about his looks that told Dick he was a man of good character; that is to say, he was not vicious looking. But he had some great
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. 16 sorrow, the youth decided, for there was an extremely sad look on bis face. Dick looked at him a few moments in silence, and then said: "Why have you done this?" The man pointed to Dick's uniform. "Because of the uniform you wear," was the calm reply .. ''Why do you feel that way toward one wearing a red uniform?" . , The man's face darkened. "I'll tell you," he said. "Two weeks ago a party of British-soldiers, I was going to say, but the word 'demons' more nearly fits the case-came to my home and burned it to the ground, and murdered my son, who tried to pro tect his home. And they beat my wife, leaving her uncon scious. Her injuries were such that she died two days later. I took an oath that I would catch and hang as many of the redcoats as possible, and I have already put two out of the world in this fashion. You will be the third." This was said so calmly, yet with such deep determina tion, that Dick shuddered. He realized that a man who had been wronged so deeply was in a condition to do what he said he would do. Dick's hope of escaping the fate of the two redcoats waE in the fact that he was not a redcoat. But could he make the man believe this? That was the question. He could only find out regarding tile matter by making He looked at the man steadily, and said: "I sympathi-!e with you, sir, and am indeed sorry for you. Nor clo I blame you for doing as you have done and intend doing. Perhaps I would do the same thing if I were in yonr place.,., The man looked at him in a thoughtful manner. Evi dently he was somewhat surprised to hear the supposed red coat utter such sentiments. "It is all very well to talk," he said. ----:'.I mean what I say, sir. But do you mind telling me your name?" "Jonas Hardman." "Was your home near here?" "About three miles from this spot." Dick thought a few moments. "Do you know the Warrens?" he asked. "Yes, I know he replied. "They are Tories." "Not all of them." "Which ones are not?" in a tone of surprise. "Lucy and Dave." Hardman looked at Dick in surprise, and also with con siderable skepticism. "You seem to know the Warren family pretty well, young redcoat," he said. "Yes, I know them well. But I am not a redcoat." "You are not?" There was a deeper tone of skepticism than before. "No." The man pointed to the uniform. "Why arc you wearing that, then?" "I have a purpose, an cl a good one." "What is it?" "I am wearing this uniform Ro that I may the easier slip through the British lines after dark." "Why do you \Vish to slip through their lines?" The man seemed to be partially at least accepting Dick's statement as truth . "I want to get to Charleston." "Why do you want to go there?" "I want to see General Lincoln." "For what purpose?" Dick had only a few moments before thought of the let ter from General Washington, addressed to General Lin coln, which he had in his ins\de coat pocket, and he felt that this would be proof sufficient to satisfy l\Ir. Hardman that he was really a patriot, so he was now feeling pretty much at ease. "I have a letter from the commander-in-chief of the patriot army, which I wish to to General Lincoln.'' Hardman looked at Dick a. few moments, and then : "I'll see if you are telling the truth. I am inclim,d to believe that you are, however." "You will find that I am. The letter is in the inside pocket of my coat." Jonas Hardman felt in the pocket in question, and drew forth the letter. "He looked at it, saw that it was addressed to General Lincoln, and then replaced it in the pocket. "Who are you?" he asked. "My name is Dick Slater." Hardman started. "Are you the young man who has done such wonder ful work as a spy in the North?" Dick smiled. "I have done a good deal of spywork up there," he rr plied. "Are you the captain of the company of men known as The Liberty Boys of '76 ?" "I am." The man uttered an exclamation. "Then I have indeed made a in taking you prisoner, Mr. Slater!" "Well, you are not to be blamed. I have on a Brifoh uniform, and that deceived you." "So it did." Then he quickly unbound Dick's hands. "There; I am.sorry that I inconvenienced you, my young friend," said Hardman, earnestly. "It is all right, Mr. Hardman." They talked quite a while, and then the man said: "You stated a while ago that two members of the War ren family were patriots-Lucy and Dave. You are mi, -taken about Dave, for he is a soldier in the British anny.'' "No," said Dick, with a smile. "But I know that he is," insisted the man.
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFtEllIEN. "You kp.ow that he was," smiled Dick. "He is not now a soldier in the British army." "How do you know?" "Because I was talking to him not more than an hour ago." "You were?" "Yes; and this uniform was worn by liim at that time. He exchanged with me." Mr. Hardman started. "Ah, I begin to understand," he said. "And do you really mean to say that he has left the British army?" "Yes, he has deserted; and more, he is going to join the company of Riflemen under Fred Martin." "Good! I am glad of that. Fred is a fine young fellow, by the way.'; "So he is. And his Riflemen are going to do good work for the Pftriot cause." "I am glad of it." "They have already done some good work," and then Dick told of the manner in which they had handled the British at Fred's home, when the Liberty Boys appeared and helped rout the enemy. The two talked till after dark, and then shook hands and parted, Mr. Hardman wishing Dick success in getting .through the British line11. "It will be extremely dangerous work, however," he said . "Yes, but I think I can get through, Mr. Hardman." "I hope so." CHAPTER XI. THROUGH THE ENEMY'S LINES. "Now comes the tug of war!" Dick Slater was making his way in the direction oi Charleston, and had just approached the British lines. It was his intention to try to slip 1:hrough, but if discovered he hoped that his red uniform would save him. He felt that it would be difficult to slip through the British lines, hence his statement to himself that, "Now comes the tug of war." He stole forward. He thought he was going to succeed in getting between tw.o detachments that were encamped perhaps a quarter of a mile apart, but he was seen by a sentinel, who challenged: "Halt! Who comes there?" "A friend," replied Dick. He felt that it was best to put a bold face on the af. fair, and trust to his uniform to get him through in safety. "Advance, friend, and give the countersign." Dick advanced, and paused in front of the sentinel. "Say," he said, in a low, confidential voice, "don't be liard on a comrade, will you? I've been away longer than my leave of absence called for, and I want to get back into camp without attracting attention." The sentinel peered at Dick, and was enabled to make out that he had on a British uniform. He was a good-natured, easy-going fellow, fortunately, and one who was careless himself sometimes, and could sympathize with another who was supposedly of the same temperament. So he said: "All right, comrade. Go on; but be careful that you don't run up against someone who won't treat you so well, some time." "I'll try to strike the line where you are stationed," ..,. plied Dick, with a low laugh. Then he walked onward, avoiding the light as much as possible. The sentinel never thought to keep his eyes on Dick, and so the youth was enabled to make his way in any directio!l he wished to go without arousing suspicion. He was a youth who had good command of his nerves, and he had no great difficulty in walking along as though he had a right there and knew just where he wished to go. He passed a number of campfires and group after group of redcoats, but no one spoke to him, and be felt pretty. safe. The trouble was that he would have to get through the line of sentinels on the other side of the British encampment. He thought this would be easier, however, as the sentinel 'would not know but what he bad business calling him away from the encampment. Presently he was halted by a sentinel. "Which way?" the fellow asked. "I am going on a reconnoitering and scouting expedition," replied Dick, quietly. "You are, eh?" â€¢ "Yes." "You are sure you are not slipping away, to go on a for aging expedition of your own?" "Of course I'm sure of it," in an impatient voice. "Let me pass, or I'll report you, and you will catch it for defa1:n-ing me when I have been sent on :important business.' "All right; trot right along, comraJe," said the sentinel. It was evident that the threat had had its td!'ect. Dick walked past him and disappeared in the gloom be yond. When he was in among the trees, and well out of sigh\ .and hearing of the sentinel, Dick breathed more freely. "I'm all right now," he told himself. Still it was quite a distance to the city, and he might encounter small parties of British soldiers, so it would be necessary to be on bis guard. Fortunately he did not encounter any, and so at last suc ceeded in reaching the city in safety. He had not gone far, however, before he was halted by a sentinel, who demanded to know what be, a redcoat, was doing there. "I'm not a redcoat," replied Dick.
THE LIBER'l'Y BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. "'11hen why are you wearing a Briti s h uniform?" Dick told him. He then explained that h e wa s the bearer of a letter to General Lincoln, :from the commander-in chief. "How do I know you are telling the truth?" the sentinel asked. "I have the letter here, addressed to General Lincoln. I'll show it to you." "'l'hat won't do any good. It might be fixed up, just to fool me." "But you know, if you will s top to think, that if I were a redcoat, and was coming into the city on a spying expe dition, I would not wear a British uniform." "That sounds rea s onable," was the reply, "but it iE hard telling what the redcoats might do. I'll summon the officer of the guard, and he will get some one to go along with you. Then if you are all right , everything will be all right, and if you are not all right, you will get into trou ble." "Very well; but hurry about it." The officer of the guard was summoned , and heard Dick 's s tory. "Com e with me," said h e . He accompanied Dick to a house not far away, and knocked on the door. A p a triot soldier opened the door, and Di.ck understood that this was a hou s e that had be e n taken pos s ession of by the . soldier s and was b e ing used as quarters. ''What do you want, sir ?'J he ask ed. "1 want you to go along with this fellow," the office1 replied, indicating Dick. The other eyed Dick curiously. "A redcoat!" he said. "What is he doing h ere?" "He claims that he is a patriot, and that he is w e aring the British uniform as a protection again s t the redcoats," explained the officer. "Humph!" "He says that he has a l etter for General Lin c oln , from ._th" commander-in-chief, and as I don ' t want to turn him loose right here in the city, I fhink you had better go along with him, and keep an eye on him." "AU right." He came out of the house and closed the door. "Come along," he said to Dick. They set out down the street, and the officer of the guard went back to his station. Twenty minutes later the two arrived at patriot head q Dick's c\l!l1!1anion knocked on the door, and it was opened by an ordt-:ly. He stared at Dick in a . mazement. It was plain that hr did not know what to think. A redcoat right at the very door of patriot headquarters waa <'ertainl:v something un usual and 1mexpected. "What is wanted?" he asked. "This young man says .that he is a patriot messenger, and that he h as a letter :for G e neral Lincoln, from the commander in-chi e f, " s aid Dick ' s companion. "Come in." They e ntered, and the orderly closed the door and pointed to a couple of chairs . "Be seated," he said. They sat down. The orderly went away, but returned soon, and invited them to accompany him. "General Lincoln will s ee you," he said to Dick. They walked along the hall, and the orderly opened a door about half way b ac k the length of the hall, and step ped back and waited for them to enter. At the same time he said: "The messenger , General Lincoln." I When the two bad entered, the orderly closed the door â€¢ behind them. Dick a t the occupan t of the room with interest. He saw a large man, pleasant-featured, and good-natured in expre s sion. "You ar e a messen g er from the commander-in-chief?'' the p a trio t officer asked. "I am, sir." "What is your name?" "Dick Slater . " CHAPTER XII. DA VE A STONISHES HIS FOLKS . G e n e r a l Lincoln looked surprised , and e yed Dick with interest. â€¢ "Are you the Captai n D ick S l ater who has done such wonderful wor k for the patriot c anse in the North-the famou s scou t and spy?" he inq in'd. "I a m D ick Slater, the only one of that nam e that I kno w of, s ir; and I am the captain of a company of you th;; known as T he Liberty Boys of ' 16." G e n e ra l Lincoln arose and seize d Dick"s hand and it heartily. "I am very, very glad to meet you," he said. "And I am glad to know you, sir," replied D ick. 'l' h e n he t o ok a seat, on invitation from the officer, and a t once drew the l etter from his pocket and handed i t o v er . General Li ncoln to ok the l etter and opened it, an d r ead the conten ts. H e shoo k his h ead, and looked somewhat disconcertecl Di c k tho ug ht. "This has rea c h e d me too late to do me any good," hP said ; "it is an ord e r for m e to evacuate the eity, and that is now an impossibility, for the Briti sh have us e ncompassed about to s uch an extent that we could n o t get through if we triccl . " "You are right about that, s ir , " agreed Di ck. "You
18 THE LIBlm'l'Y BOYS AND TIIE HIFLEMEN. be able to do bM;ter by Rtaying here and fighting from your fortifications." "Yes, even though the fortificationR are not so good and strong as they might be." The soldier who bad accompanied Dick was still there, sit ting at one side of the room, listening, but of course tak ing no part in the conversation. The patriot general inquired how Dick bad managed to get through the British lines, and Dick told how he had managed it. "The British uniform was of considerable use to you," the officer said. "Yes; I would not have been able to get here if I had not had it on, I am sure." "Do you think you can get safely back through the British lines?" "I think so; I must do it, in fact." "When will you start?" "Right away. The sooner the better." They talked a little while longer, and then, assuring General Lincoln that himself and Liberty Boys and the Riflemen would do all . they could to damage the redcoat< and help the general and the patriot solJiers in Charleston, the youth took his departure. The patriot soldier accoliDpanied Dick till they got to the house where he had his quarters, and then he ' shook hands with the youth and bade him good-by. "I hope you will get through the enemy's lines all right,'' the soldier said. "Thank you," said Dick. "l hope so." '!'hen he walked onward, and stopped and exchanged a few words wi.th the sentinel. "You saw General Lincoln, eh?'' the sentinel asked. "Yes." Then Dick bade the soldier good-night and went on his way. When he got clos e to thf: British lines he began exercising care, for he thought it possible that he might succeed in slipping through the lines unseen. He could try it, at any rate, and then if he failed he could put on a bold front and play the British soldier, as he had done before. By exercising great care, and by moving very slowly, he managed to succeed. He went through between the en campments of two detachments. There was a space of perhaps two hundred yards between the different encamp ments, and these spaces were guarded by sentinels; but Dick was an expert in the work of evading detection under such circumstances, and he got through safely. He made his way onward, and after two hours and a half of lively walking he arrived at the Martin home, and was in the encampment of the Liberty Boys. Bob Estabrook was awake when Dick got there, and he leaped up and shook his comrade's hand energetically. "Dick, old fellow, I'm glad to see you back safely!" he exclaimed. "And I'm glad tq get back safely, too, Bob," with a smile. "Did you have much trouble in getting through the British lines?" "No, not a great deal." ''Did you slip through?'' "Not going; I did coming back, though." "Well, well!" â€¢ Then Dick told the story or hiR trip to lht> l.'ity. Bob listened with interest. "And so you saw General Lincoln!" he exclaim eel. "Yes." "What does he think of the "I don't think that he has much hope of getting away, or even of offering successful resistance when the Dritish make their attack." "I don't see how he can to do much. He has only J about three thousand men, while the redcoats have four times that number." "True, and they are advancing slowly and They are not going to do anything reckless." "You are right; and that makes it impossible for the patriots to get a chance at the enemy." The youths conversed half an hour or so, and then lny down and went to sleep. * * * * * * * After leaving Dick Slater, Dave Warren made his way in the direction of his home. He arrived there in due time, and when he entered the house and his folks saw him, dressed in the old suit of citi zen's clothes, instead of with his uniform on, they-.$fc-' in amazement. As soon as they had greeted him they began questioning him. "Where is your uniform, son?" his iather asked. l1ucy was eyeing Dave eagerly, while Emma was regard ing him suspiciously. Dave had made up his mind to not beat about the bush. It would be best to have the matter over as Roon as po
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE 19 Mr. Warren sai
20 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. "B-but t-the d-dog'll b-bite m-me." "Oh, no; we won't let him. Go away, Tige." The dog moved slowly and reluctantly away, casting long ing glances in the direction of Benson. Evidently it was not satisfied, and would have liked to have sampled that worthy'_s calves. Benson came spludging slowly and cautiously, as well as laboriously out of the pond, and Mr. Warren and Dave moved back to give him room, for he was so covered with mud and water that they did not to come in contact with him. "Blast the dog!" growled Benson, who was now recovering his self-command. "Mr. Warren, ye hed orter kill thet bru-ow-wow! Oh-h-h-h-h! Ouch!-ow-w-w-wl" The dog had sneaked back and nipped Benson in the leg, and then with a yelp of delight, seemingly, had turned and :fled, barking as if in triumph. "Oh, my leg! my leg!' cried Benson, hopping around on the uninjured member, and groaning dismally. "Oh, Mr. Warren, I'll kill thet dog, ef et's ther las' thing I ever do in this worl'! Ye jes' see ef I don't!" "I do tpat, Josh," was the quiet reply. "I am sorry that Tige bit you, but he is a valuable watch-dog, ann I would hate mightily to lose him; so I wouldn't kill him if I were you." "I will! I will, so help me! I'll shoot him so full of holes thet his hide won' hol' punkins!" Dave was secretly delighted, and it was all he could do lo keep from laughing aloud. He gurgled and coughed, and it is possible that Benson did not know what the trouble was with the youth; though possibly he was suspicious, for he knew instinctively that Dave did not like him. "Oh, come now, Josh, you mustn't be so vicious," said Mr. Warren; "the dog doesn't know any better. He thought you were a robber, or someone that was going to do some injury to something about the place, and he simply did his duty as he understood it." "All right, Mr. Warren," grow led Benson, "anâ€¢ I'll do my duty ez I undE!rstan' et.'' There was a threat in this, but neither Mr. Warren nor Dave realized it. Benson had suddenly remembered that he had learned that Dave was a traitor to the king and a deserter from theking's army, and that he could get revenge for the treatment the dog had given him by going to the commander of the British army and telling what he knew. "Come to the house and I will loan you . a suit of clothes, to put on in place of the one you have had ruined by the mud and water!"said Mr. "All right/' said Benson. He was an arrant rogue, and decided that he would make all off the Warrens that he could. He had taken a violent dislike to them, now that the youth had turned away from the British and become a rebel; and more especially since the dog had bitten him and caused him so much trouble. He went to the house, but would not enter. "Bring nw a :mit uv clo'es ter the woodhouse,') he said. "I kin change thar, an' then I won' git mud over ever' thin'." So Mr. Warren brought a suit of his own clothing out and gave it to Benson, and that worthy went into the woodhouse and made the change. "I'm much erbliged fur tb.er clo'es, Ml'. Warren," he said. "You are welcome, Josh. I owed them to you, for the dog caused your own to be spoiled." Mr. Warren asked Benson in, but he said he would be going. "But you were coming to see me, were you not?" asked Mr. Warren. "Yas, but not on enny partickler bizness, an' now thet I've hed so much trubble, . I guess thet I'll mosey right er long hum." Benson lived in a shanty a mile or so from the Warren home. ''.Well, said Mr. Warren. "Good-night," was the reply, and Benson strode away. He went only a few paces, however, before pausing and half turning. I "Say, kinder keep er watch on thet dog, Mr. Warren," he said. "I don' want no more trubble with 'im." "All right; we'll see to it that Tige don't bother you again, Josh." Dave said nothing. He would have been perfectly will-. ing for Tige to eat Benson up. The T9ry strode away, and was soon lost to their sight in the darkness. "It's too bad that Tige bit Benson," remarked Mr. War ren. "I'm glad he did," said Dave. "I don't like Benson, and I did. I think that he is a human snake." ""I don't think such a vast deal of him myself," said Mr. Warren. "No; he will trick the best friend he has in worli.I if he can gain anything by doing so." "I don't know but you are right." "I am sure of it." Then they went into the house and told the story of Ben son's adventure with Tii;e to the woman and girls. "I'm glad that Tige bit him," said Lucy. "I hate the sight of him." "That is because you know he is a loyal king's man," said Emma, spitefu}ly. "If it had been Fred Martin that Tige bit you would have thought it a terrible thing." "Fred Martin is entirely a different kind of man from_ Josh Benson," said Lucy. "I should say so!" said Dave. Meanwhile Benson was striding along in the direction of the British lines, intent on carrying to the commander the news that Dave Warren was a traitor to the king and a deserter from the king's army.
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. 21 CHAPTER XIV. IN SEARCH OF THE DESERTER. Benson was not long in reaching the British encamp ment. He went to the point where Colonel Sumner's regiment was stationed. He was not long in getting audience with the colonel, , and that officer recognized the ungainly Tory and asked 1 him what was wanted. ) "I_ hev some informashun fur ye," was the reply. ) "What is it?" "I berleeve ye hev er soldier in yer regiment by ther name uv Dave Warren, hevn't ye?" "Yes." "Waal, ye hain't got 'im no more." The colonel looked surprised. "What do you mean?" he asked. "I mean thet he hez deserted." The officer started. "Deserted, you say?" "Yas." "How do you know?" ' "Becos I've je s t come frum his home , an' I h e erd ' im tellin' his folks thet h e hed quit ther British army an' thet he is er rebel." .. ':YQu don't mean it?" "Yas, I do. I heerd 'im s ay s o." "Then there can be no mi s take." "Yer right ; tbar hain't no mi s take erbout et." Colonel Sumner was silent a few moment s . "You say he is at his home now?" he asked pre s ently . "Yas." "Very good; then I will send a party of s oldi e r s there to bring him back here." The Tory nodded hi s approval and s ati , fa c tion. shall expect you to guide the party," the colone l said. "I'll be glad ter do et." There was no doubt regarding this fact. rrhe look on bis faqe was suffic ient proof of the fact. The colonel s ummoned an orderly. "Send Lieutenant Canby here , " he ordered . The orderly bowed and withdrew . A few minutes later Lieutenant Canb y appeared. "You sent for me, Colonel Sumner?" "Yes, lieutenant ; I want you to take a party of ten men and go to the home of Privat e Dave Warren and arre s t him and bring him here. He is a de s erter." "Very well, sir." Half an hour later the party was on its way to the War ren home, and Josh Benson walked in front as guide. When they were within fifty yards of the house there wa 1 a sudden patter, patter of feet, and then the fierce barking of a dog. Benson uttered a howl of terror and whirled and started to flee. He was so frightened that he did not think where he was going, and he ran right into the redcoats, knocking two of them down, and falling at full length himself. The lieutenant was one of the two who had been knocked down, and he was wild with rage. He had more dignity than was good for him, anyway, and to be treated in this fashion was galling. "Kill the scoundrel!" he roared. "Kill him, I say!" The soldiers were uncertain whether the lieutenant re ferred to the man or to the dog, and so did not obey orders. One or two yelled, "Get out!" at the top of their lungs, and their voices sounded enough different from that of Benson, so that the dog recognized the fact that the speak ers were neither of them the object of his dislike, and he stopped at a safe distance and barked fiercely. The lieutenant and the other soldier scrambled to their feet, and so did Benson. "Forward, men," ordered the lieutenant; "the deserter will take the alarm and flee if we don't hurry." They hastened to the house and knocked on the door, and presently it was opened by Mr. Warren . ''What is wanted, gentlemen?" he asked, when he saw the little group s tanding there. "We have come fpr yo:ur son, sir," replied Lieutena Canby, arrogantly . "Tell him to come out here at once. " "My son i s not here," was the reply. "He is not?" in surprise. "No." "He is beer; ye know he is, Jim Warren!" crled Benson, angered by the thought that Dave might escape. "He wuz b e er not two hours ago, fur I seen 'im." "Yes, he was here, Josh," was the reply, "but he is not here now." "Whar is he?" Ben son was taking affairs into his own hands, and not givin g the lieutenant a chance, and that officer turned to the Tor y and s aid: "We will s earch the house, sir . I am sure that your son i s here . " " Very . well ; I cannot prevent you from doing so' ; and, indeed , I have no d e sire to prevent you. He is not here." The lieutenant and one of the soldiers entered the hou s e and 1ooked in every room. Mr. Warren and the two girl s had dre ssed hastily at the first alarm, and were in the sit "This man will g uide you to Warren's home," indicating ting-room. Benson. The s earch was unavailing . Dave Warren was not found . "Yes, sir. I will start at once." " Where is your son?" the lieutenant then asked . . He Then he s aluted and withdrew, Benson a c companying que s tioned 1\Ir. Warren , but hi s eyes were on Emma. It was him. evid ent that he was s mitten with her beauty-for a s ide from
.,.22 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. her rather spiteful expression when angry, she was very pretty. "I don't know where he is," was the reply. "Was he here when we first came? 1 mean, when the dog raised the row?" "Yes; and he suspected that some of the British soldiers were coming after him, and he went away quickly." "Kumph! Will he be back?" "I don't think so." "Well, I guess there is no use of our staying longer. We will be going. Good-night." "Good-night." The lieutenant bowed to the four, collectively, but he gave Emma a glance that was all for her, and the young lady was quite pleased by it. She was one who liked the looks of a bright red uniform. When he went away the lieutenant said to himself that he would make it a point to have business calling him to to the Warren home. He could make Colonel Sumner think he wished to keep a lookout for the deserter, and this would enable him to visit the home of the black-eyed girl. wife till she died of the injuries, and I have come here to have a settlement with you!,, There was something so grim and threatening in the man's voice that Benson shivered. He had indeed been with the party of redcoats; true, he had not taken any active part in the affair, but he had been a pas sive participant. "I-I didn' do ennythin', Jonas," he stammered. "I never would hev done ennythin', an' I didn' think thet they wuz gain' ter act ther way they did, er I wouldn' ever hev gone with 'em." "It doesn't matter. The fact remains that you were with them, and I am going to handle you just the same though you had had a hand in what was done." Josh Benson was never more frightened in his lifenot even when Warren's dog was after him. He knew Jonas Hardman well, and knew him to be a dangerous man when aroused. "He'll kill me, shore, 'nless I git erway frum 'im," he told himself. He at once made up his mind that he would try to get away. It was sure death if he remained, while the other way he had a chance for his life. Perhaps the most disappointed one in the party was Josh Benson. He hated Dave, and wanted that he should be dragged back to the British encampment, a prisoner, to be Jonas Hardman seemed to understand what was passing shot or hanged. ' through the other's mind. "Don't try to get away," he said. "It will be useless He said to the lieutenant that as they .would not need and will only ha s ten your end." his services any more he would go to his home. "I hain't ergoin' ter try ter git erway," said Benson. But "Yes, go along," said the lieutenant. "We know the way back." even as he said it he was figuring on makfng the attem, .. .. As his enemy 1la the pistol out and leveled it wou be "All right; good-night." a difficult matter to get safely out of the cabin, so Benson "Sech luck ez some people do hev!" he muttered, after he decided to try anot.her plan. had parted from the redcoats. "He escaped ez slick ez ".Le's set down an' talk this thing over," he said, and as greese, an' it wuz all owin' ter thet blasted dog, tool I'll kill he spoke he walked toward the table on which stood the ther animile ther very furst time I git er chanst a.t 'im!" candle. He reached his cabin, and opening the door, entered. "Hold on!" cried Hardman. "Don't move until I tell There was a bu:ning on a rough table one side you." the and by its light he saw a man stand.mg there, Benson had ac1?1eved his purpose, however. He was with a prntol leveled. within reaching distance of the table, and with a quick blow "I've got you now, Josh Benson!" the man said, in a he knocked the candle off onto the floor and extingms1 _ e..,..-._ grim, determined voice. it. At the same instant he dropped flat upon the floor. CHAPTER XV. MORE HARD LUCK FOR BENSON. Josh Benson recognized the man. It was Jonas Hardman. Benson paled and his knees trembled as he looked into the muzzle of the pistol. "W-what ye p'intin' thet pistil this way iur, Jonas?" he asked. "I tell you why, Josh Benson," was the ' grim reply. "I have lately learned that you were with that gang oi fiends who burned my home, after killing my son and beating my Crack! Jon as Hardman had fired. His intentions were good-that is to say, he intended . to put a bullet through Josh Benson. The other's trick was successful, however, for the bullet went too high, missing the Tory a couple of feet at least. So far, so good; but Benson was not yet out of danger. .If he escaped death at the hands of Jonas Hardman he would have to do some lively work. John Benson was not ordinarily quick of movement, but now his life was at stake, and he forced himself to move quickly. He leaped to his feet and made a dash for the door. He reached the doorway and leaped out into the open air. Ai:; he did so whistled through the air.
'l'HE LIBER'l'Y BOYS .AND THE RIFLEMEN. 23 It was Jonas Hardman's pistol, which, being empty, had lessly. He had become imbued with a feeling of fear of tlw been used as a missile. man behind him, and he ran with the blind, unreaBoning Chug! terror of the runaway horse. A howl of pain escaped. the lips 0 Henson. The pistol .And as long as he could see the f1igitive Hardman kepi had struck him a glancing blow on the back of the head, upthe pursuit. and as he happened to f:tumble at the same moment, down At last be lost sight oBenson, and then he stopped-b11t he went, kerthmnp! still onward ran the frightened fugitive. A cry of satisfaction escaped the lips of Jonas Hardman. Ile did not look back, did not think of anything save tc Ile thought he had knocked his intended victim sense-I run. Jess. But he was mistaken. . On he dashed, and suddenly his feet touched upon noth ' Josh Benson had a hard head, and it would have taken ing, and down, down he plunged, head over heels, into . a harder bump than that to render him unconscious. He inky darkness. was not much more than down before he was up again . . d f th t t tl t f h. d He had run right over the edge of a bhtfl' fody feet h1gh. an runnrng rom e spo a 1e op o is spee . . . . . A 1 t . f d. t t d tl li f Meantime Jonas Hardman was makmg his way back to n exc ama ion o isappom men escape 1e ps o th b' .Jonas Hardman. e ca m. Arriving there he set fire to the b11ilding. and stood there, "Stop!" he cried. "Stop, or I will put a bullet through watching it burn. you!" By the light of the fire he looked around and found the The only effect this had was to make Josh Benson run f t tl pistol he had thrown at Benson. as er rnn ever. H 1 d d h. d h b k h. H h d h d b d f 1 k th. 1 t d 1 ld e re oa e is weapons an t rust them ac â€¢ mto is e a a a a run o uc is mg 1 , an rn wou b lt have pitied himself extremely if he had had time. But e . . . he didn't' have time, he was too busy getting away from Then .he waited till the cabm was burned to the ihe vicinity of the cabin to think of anything else. he and strode the Jonas Hardman was intensely in earnest in his desire to I failed to kill that scoundrel this time, he said to reap vengeance upon all the heads of all those who had "but will not be so unlucky I will had any hand in the great wrong that had been done him. kill him, sure'. if I get another chance at He did not want .Tosh Benson to get away from him if He made his way to the home of a neighbor; where he -"",.1d help it. had ?een since death of his wife son, and He set out in pursuit. entermg cautiously and n01selessly, he went to his room and He ran with all his might, but could not gain on the to bed. fugitive. "I am glad that I thumped the scoundrel on the heacl Benson was fully as good a runner as Hardman under witl1 the pistol and wounded him with a bullet, at any rate,'' ordinary circumstani;es, and just now he had a greater he told himself, and then he went to sleep, and dreamed incentive to speed. that Josh Benson had fallen over a precipice and broken His life was at stake. his neck. It was a fierce race, indeed. Hardman drew his other pistol as be ran, and waiting till e got a good chance, when the fugitive was in a sort of glade, with the moon shining on him, he fired a shot. A wild howl of pain went up from Benson's lips. The bullet had cut a hole right through the lobe of right ear. Of course the wound was not serious, but the Tory im agined that he was badly wounded, and he gave utterance to yell after yell of terror. "Good! I'm glad that I hit him!" said Hardman to himself. "I hope it is a fatal wound." He kept up the pursuit, in the hope, and even with thE expectation, that the wounded man would become faint and fall presently; but instead, Benson ran faster than ever, and Hardman was gradually left behind. "Well, that beats anything," the pursuer murmured. "The way he yelled I thought him badly wouiided, but it seems he was not." On Benson ran. He dashed through underbrush and thickets ,most reekâ€¢ CHAPTER XVI. THE DISAPPEARANCE OF FRED MARTIN. "How are you, Fred?" "How are you, Dave?" all right. Say, Fred, I want to join your company of Riflemen." "All right; I shall be glad to have you do so. Dick Sla ter told me that you had left the British army." "Ah! He got back safely, then?" "Yes." "I'm glad of that." It was the morning succeeding the night on which oc curred the events just narrated. Dave Warren had appear ed at Fred Martin's home, and had greeted him as given above. Fred now invited Dave to come into the house .
THE LIBER'rY BOYS AND THE IUFLEMEN . "I want you to tell me how you came to change your he was in love with Lucy Warren, and several of them conmind and desert from the British army," he said. fided to Dick their belief that Fred had taken dinner at the Dave greeted a number of the riflemen whom he knew, and then followed Fred into . the house, where he exchanged greetings with some more youths with whom he was acquainted. They were all glad to know that he had deserted from the British army and was going to join their company. He told Fred about having met Dick Slater and how, af ter exchanging clothes with him, he had gone on to his home and spent the night there. "A party of British soldiers came to our house . for the purpose of making me a prisoner, and taking me back to the encampment," he said, "but Tige heard them coming and barked so loudly that I succeeded in getting safely out of the house before the soldiers got there. When they had gone, I went back in and spent the night there." "Well," said Fred. "I'm glad to have you join our com pany, and so, I know, are all the boys." Dick Slater came in just then and greeted Dave heartily. "I'm glad to see you," he said. "And I am glad to see you and to know that you got safely back from Charleston ." Knowing that Dave had a good knowledge of the situa tion, Dick asked him a large number of questions about the Warren home. After dinner the scouts went back to tlleir posts and pnt in the afternoon watching the enemy. The redcoats did not make any move, however, and so the scouts returned to their encampment at supper-time and made their reports to this effect. And still Fred did not show up. The youths began to worry about him. "He ought to have come back by this time," said [ Billings. "That's what I think," said Dick. "I fear something has happened to him." "He may come before long," said Dave Warren. "We'll wait a while," said Dick, "and then if he don't come we'll go in search of him." The youths waited patiently, but night came on anu still Fred had not appeared. "Dick decided to no longer. "Who'll volunteer to go in search of Fred?" he asked. Practically all of the youths wanted to go, but as ihiR would be impracticable, Dick selected three Liberty Boyi-: and three Riflemen, and set out in the direction of the Warren home. British and the arrangements of their forces. Of course, Dave was glad to tell all he knew, anCl Dick Dave Warren was one of the Riflemen selected, ancl he and Dick were in the lead. and Fred acquired not a little information that might prove useful to them. "We'll go to your house first," said Dick. "I hope to. Th h . . hear some news of him there." ey eld a council of war, so to speak, and decided . . . . , th f t" "I rather thmk we w1Jl hear somethmg about lnm there.' upon eir course o ac 10n. . " . . L d I 1 Th d tl d th t th b t th" th uJd f replied Dave. He is struck on sister ucy, an rat 1rr ey ma e np mm_ s e es mg ey co think he has been there." do would be to remam quietly m camp, where they were. and send scouts and spies, to keep watch of the British troops. Then, when a small force came away from the main British force, the combined forces of the Liberty Boys and the Riflemen would cut the redcoats off and attack them. "In that way we ought to be able to do the enemy some uamage," said Fred Martin. "Yes, indeed," from Dick. So a number of Liberty Boys and Riflemen were sent out, with instructions to get as near to the 'British lines as possible, and to keep close watch of the enpmy. "Ir you see a small force leave the main army and start inland, come and tell us at once," said Dick. . 'T'he youths all said that they would do so. After the scouts had taken their departme, however, , Dick and Fred decided that they wanted to go out, also. and so they set out, but parted company presently, each going in a different direction. Dick made his way to a point within a third of a mile of the British lines, and remained there till nearly noon. Then he returned to the Martin home, and ate dinner. All the other sconts came back to camp for dinner, with the exception of 'Fred. He did not put in an appearance. The Riflemen did not worry, however . They knew that "Well, if he's there when we get there," said Boh F.sta broo.k, who was right behind the two, "we will take thP rascal oi1t and give him a ducking.'' The other youths laughed, but the laugh was not a very hearty one. "I'm afraid he isn't there," said Dick. "I feel sure that he would have been back to the encampment before n'fglit fall if something hadn't happened to him." Jr They reached the Warren Home in due time, ancl when they made inquiries about Fred Martin they were told that he had not been there. "He hasn't been here at all?" asked Dave. "No," was the reply. Lucy was pa1e. It was evident that she was greatly alarmed for the of her sweetheart. She called her brother to one side and asked him all about the matter. "There's not much to tell, sis," Dave said. "Fred went away on a scouting expedition this morning, and he hadn't got back yet when we left the encampment. Probably he is there now." Dave saw that his sister was worried and wanted to encourage her. "Oh, Dave, I am so afraid something has happened to him!" said Lucy. .
TBE lLlB..E:J:t'fY .BOYS AND 'fHE RIFLEMEN. "Oh, I don't think so, Lucy. Fred is able to take care of himself." "Yes, under ordinary circumstances; but what chance would he have against half a dozen redcoats in case they !:lhould make an aliack on him?" "Not much chance, sis, that's a fact; but we'll hope that he hasn't met up with any party of redcoats." "What are you going to do, Dave?" "Well, we're going to look for him, sis. We're going lo find out what has become of him if we possibly can." "If you do find out, you'll come and tell me, won't you, Dave?" "Yes, Lucy." Then Dave patted his sister on the shoulder, told her lo keep up her courage, and after a few words with his parenti:;, :;aid that he was ready to go. '!'.he little party took its departure. "Which way, Dick?" asked Dave. "I guess we may as well head for the British lines,'' was the reply. "If Fred has been captured that's where he will be." "Yes, but finding him will be the difficulty . " "You are right." When the little party was within half a mile of the .Britii;h lines it was suddenly confronted by a man. Dick recognized him at once. It was Jonas Hardman. "Are you looking for :Fred Martin?" asked Hardman. ':.Xes" replied Dick. "Have you seen him?" "I have. "Do you know where he is now?" "I do." "Where is he?" Hardman half turned, and pointed toward the south. "He is over there," he said. "In the British encampment?" "Yes." The youths looked at one another in dismay. are we going to do?" asked Dave. "Bescue him," replied Dick. .,....,..... CHAPTER XVII. DICK DOES doon WORK. "That is going to be a difficult thing to do," said Bob. "It will be practically impossible to do it," said Dave Warren. The youths realized that Dave knew what he was talking about. He had been a member of the British army, and had full knowledge of everything, and if he said it was an impossibility, then it must be. Still the youths were not the kind to give up without an effort. "We'll make the attempt, at any rate," said Dick. Then he told tlie others to remain where they were, while he went arid reconnoitered. "Tell me, as nearly as you can, where Fred is," he said to Mr. Hardman. The man did so. "All right; thank you," said Dick. Then he moved away in the direction indicated. When be was close to the line, he paused and took a sur vey of the scene. Sentinels were between him and the encampment; and then, too, it would do no real good to advance nearer. "It will be practically impossible to rescue Fred, as Dave 8aid," he told himself. Then he asked himself what should be done. Then he . thought of his British uniform. Thio was bac'k at Fred Martin's home. "If I had it I would make the attempt to enter and rescue Fred," he told him'self. He decided that this was the only possible chance for rescuing the prisoner, and so he turned and stole away. He was soon back among his comrades. "What did you learn?" asked Bob, eagerly. "That it will be impossible to slip in and rescue Fred un der ordinary circumstances," was the reply. "But I have a plan." "What is it?" "I am going to send o;ne of you back for Lhat Britishuni form that Dave let me have. I will put it on and venture into the British encamp.rnent, anJ it is possible that I may see a chance to rescue Fred." "It is a mighty slim chance," said Bob. "Yes; but it is better than none at all." So he told Bob to go back and get the uniform, and the youth set out at once. It was not such a very long wait, but it seemed long. When at last Bob put in an appearance with the uni form, Dick donned it, and then bade his comrades good-by and set out. "Be ' careful, Dick," said Bob. "I will." "He made his way toward the British encampm1mt, and was presently hailed by a sentinel. "Halt! Who goes there?" "A friend," replied Dick. "Advance, friend, and give the countersign." Dick advanced till close to the sentinel, nnd the latter was enabled to make out that the newcomer wore a British uni form like his own. This threw him off his guard, as Dick intended that it should. "Say," said Dick, cautiously, advancing till close to the sentinel, "l want to tell you something. I have been away on leave of absence, but have overstayed my time. You won't report me, will you?" "I most assuredly will," was the reply. "You had no business doing it, and you can't expect me to go against rules and regulations to shield you." .
26 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. Dick did not care anything about this. His purpose was I This was a serious question, but Dick was determined to to get close to the sentinel, and this purpose had been meet the issue bravely. achieved. Now he suddenly seized the sentinel by the "!he does discover that I am not the real sentinel I will throat with a grip of iron. seize him and give him a dose of the same kind of medi-The fellow was taken wholly by surprise. cine that I gave the sentinel," was the youth's decision. He dropped his musket, seized Dick's wrist with both his As the man came closer, however, Dick made up his roincl hands, and tried to tear the youth's grip loose. that the fellow was not the officer of the guard. It was no use, however; he could not do it. He challenged the newcomer, and was given the password. Then he began to struggle as fiercely as possible; he It was just light enough so that Dick could see that the struck out with both hands, and tried to damage his anman wore the uniform of a lieutenant: tagonist all he could. The Liberty Boy's heart leaped with joy. He was not successful in doing much damage A few of "!I can capture this fellow," he told himself, "we will' the blows landed, but not many, and those that did land be able to secure Fred's freedom, through exchange. They were not hard ones. will be willing to give him up for an officer." The redcoat tried to cry out, of course, but could not; "I'm going courting," the lieutenant volunteered lightly. Dick was effectually shutting the fellow's wind oft. "Are you?" remarked Dick. The Liberty Boy kept a sharp lookout around him. He "Yes; there's a. black-eyed girl who has made an imfeared that the noise of the struggle would be heard by pression on my heart and I'm goi.ng to call on her." some other sentinel, and the alarm would be given. True, "That is nice." there was not much being made, but anyone close "Yes; her name is Emma Warren, and she is a sister of at hand might have heard it. Dave Warren, who deserted from our regiment.'' The struggles of Dick's victim grew fainter and fainter, "Ah, yes." however, and it was evident that he was rapidly being Then the lieutenant passed on. choked into insensibility. "So that's where you are bound for, eh?" thought Dick. Dick was well pleased with the success of his plan, so "Well, we will see to it that your courtship of the girl is cut far. short." He held to the other's throat with unrelaxing grip, and He moved away as soon as the lieutenant was out of at last the man sank to the ground, unconscious. sight, and ran with all his might to where his comrades Dick then bound the sentinel's wrist with his handker-were in waiting. chief, and his ankles with the man's own belt. This done, He told them about the lieutenant. he gagged him with another handkerchief. Dave Warren was eager to capture the lieutenant before The Liberty Boy then took a look around, saw that no one he got to his parents' home. was in sight, and stooping down, lifted the unconscious man "He's a scoundrel," Dave said, "and I don't want him to and carried him away in the direction of the point where get a chance to make an impression on Sister Emma.'' he had left the other patriots. "Lead the way, then, Dave," said Dick, "and we'll head Had Dick thought it likely that the British would be him off and capture him." willing to exchange Fred Martin for the sentinel, he would "All right; come along." have carried the fellow back to where the other patriots Dave started off at a run, and the others kept close at were, and would have later entered into negotiations lead-.his heels. ing toward making an exchange; but Mr. Hardman had Ten minutes later they paused, and Dave said: said that he had heard the redcoats call Fred the captain of "We ought to be ahead of him. I think he will be along the Riflemen, and this made Dick feel certain that they here soon.'' would not be willing to exchange him for a common sol-Even as he finished speaking the sound of footsteps dier. heard, and also a voice humming an English love song. So he laid the man down at a point two hundred yards "He's coming!" whispered Bob. distant from his post, and then Dick hastened back and "Yes, be ready to leap upon him_!" from Dick. took up the man's musket and stood there, playing the They waited eagerly, and held themselves in readiness for part of a British sentinel. instant action. So far he had been successful, but now that he had gotten the sentinel out of the way he did not know what to do next. His plans pad been formulated thus far, and no farther. CHAPTER XVIII. While he was standing there pondering he saw someone approaching from the direction of the encampment. "It's the officer of the guard, I suppose," thought Dick. "Now, what if he knows the man who was stationed here, and recognizes the fact that I am not the same man?" THE EXCHANGE. Closer and closer came the lieutenant. He was evidently not suspecting danger.
THE LIBERTY BOYS AND THE RIFLEMEN. 2'1 On be came, humming the love song, and when he was within a few feet of the patriots they leaped up and seized him. Ile was soon a prisoner, and then he inquired what it meant. "Why have you done this?" he asked, "and who are you, anyway?" "I am Captain Dick Slater," replied Dick, "and we have made a prisoner oi you for the purpose of offering you in exchange for a prisoner in your hands." "Oh, you mean that young fellow, the captain of the Riflemen, eh?" "Yes ." ''Well, I guess they will be willing to exchange." "I judge so." â€¢ "Take me back immediately,'' he said, "and send word to Colonel Sumner, and he will exchange young Martin for me. I know." "Very well,'' said Dick . They set out toward the British encampment. ,When they came to the spot where the British sentinel .ay, trussed up like a turkey, they stopped. ' 1You go and enter into negotiations with the British, 3ob," said Dick. "Tell them that we will give them the i eutenant and a private in exchange for Fred Martin." "All right, Dick,'' snid Bob, "and even then we will get ie better of the bargain." â€¢ ..,...!IB..et out in the direction of the British encampment, d was-soon challenged by a sentinel . He advanced till close to the sentinel, and displaying a iite handkerchief, said: "I am here under the protection of a flag of truce. I h to see Colonel Sumner." 'Humph! Why do you want to see the colonel?"' 'Some comrades of mine have Lieutenant Canby a pris r, and also a British soldier, and I have been sent to en into negotiations with Colonel Sumner. We want to the two for a prisoner in your hands-the young captain of the Riflemen." "Well, I'll summon the officer of the guard and explain matters to him." "Do so." The sentinel summoned the officer of the guard, and told him what Bob wanted. "Come with me," the officer said. "I will conduct you to Colonel Sll_mner." The colonel had his quarters in a rude log house, and was seated at a slab table, looking over some papers when the two were announced. "Well," he said. "What do you want?" Bob told him, briefly. The British officer thought a few moments, and then said: "I judge that I will have to agree to the exchange." "Thank you. I suppose that it may as well be done at once?" "Yes, if you have your prisoners near at "They are within a mile of here, sir." "Very well; I will send Captain Martin under charge of six soldiers, and the exchange may be effected at once." The colonel then summoned a captain, and told him what was to be done. "Attend to it at once," the colonel ordered. " I will do so, sir." Bob went along with the captain, and soon. the little party was making its way toward the spot where the pa triots and their prisoners were. As they went, Fred Martin explained to Bob how he bad happened to be captured. He had ventured too near the British lines, had been sur rounded by a party of redcoats, and had been made a prisoner in a jiffy. The little party soon reached the spot where the patriot party was, and then the exchange was effected. The lieutenant and the private soldier accompanied the party of British soldie r s back to the encampment, while Fred Martin, after shaking hands with the youths and with Mr. accompanied them back in the direction of the Warren home. When they arrived at the Warren home, however, they were given a pleasant greeting, and it was seen that Lucy was delighted. The girl's parents did not know the girl was in love with Fred, but Dave did, and he managed to give the two a chance to exchange a few words in pri vate. Emma's sharp black eyes were not deceived, however, and she at once jumped to the conclusion that there . was more between her sister and Fred than she had suspected. "Aud he's a rebel!" she said to herself. "I'm going to tell father and mother that Lucy i s in love with Fred, and they will give her a talking to." When the patriot youths had taken their departure, Emma kept her word. "I guess you will be losing Lucy before long," she said to her father. "What do you he asked. "Why, didn't you notice Lucy talking to Fred, off by themselves? She is in love with him." Mr. and Mrs. Warren looked at Lucy, who colored and looked confused. "It's true," she admitted. "But,'' spiritedly, "I am not ashamed of it. Fred is brave and noble-hearted." They talked to Lucy, and reasoned with but they did not have any effect on her. She was firm in her allegiance to the great cause of liberty. CHAPTER XIX. THE CAPTURE OF CHARLESTON. "Say, Dick, I heard some news to-day." "Whnt was the news, Bob?"
23 THE LIBER'l'Y BOYS AND TIIE RIFLEMEN. horses, as they did not want to part company with the Riflemen, who did not have horses. "I learned from a Tory who didn't know I was a partiot that the British are going to make the attack on Charles ton to-morrow." They kept on going till they reached what they considered "Jove, then we must be ready to do something, boys!" to be a safe phrce, and then again went into camp. The Liberty Boys all nodded assent. This was the beginning of a sort of hide-and-seek game The conversation between Dick and Bob had taken place that was played between the British and the Liberty Boys around the campfire, as the youths were eating supper. and Riflemen. The patriots, although few in numbers, They discussed the matter at some length, and after they managed to do the enemy a good deal of damage. finished eating Dick went over to the other encampment They worried the British so much that they were wild and discussed the matter with the Riflemen. with rage. They were eager to get at the rebels, but found Fred Martin and Dave Warren were eager to be in the this to be a most difficult task; indeed, they .could never'" affair on the morrow. succeed in getting a good chance at their lively enemy. They laid their plans an' d then settled down to get a A week or more of this, and then Dick told the youthR good night's rest. that on the morrow they would start North. A week had elapsed since the occurrence of the events "There is really nothing that we can do here," he said. narrated in the preceding chapterR, and during that time "The Sti;i.te is under the control of the British, and while the Liberty Boys and the Riflemen had had several brushes we can strike slight blows here and there, we cannot do with small parties of British. much, and it will be better to get back to where we can do N mo1e rrood." ext morning the youths were up before daylight, and had eaten their breakfasts, and were ready to start on The youths said they were ready to go. their expedition by the time the sun was up. Fred Martin, Dave Warren, and the other Riflemen said They advanced at a rapid pace till they were close to they would be sorry to have the Liberty Boys go, but that where the British encampments had been, and then they they would do the best they could alone, and try to make advanced more slowly and with great caution. the redcoats be careful about committing depredations. They came in sight of the rearguard of Briti s h, pres. Next morning the Liberty Boys bade giiod-by to the . ently, and they moved slowly along, . keeping at a safe disRiflemen, and mounting their horses, rode away toward t:rnce from the enemy. the north. So the patriots waited patiently, until at last the attack As for the Riflemen, they did work throughout wa begun. Then they advanced and made an attack on the war, and managed to bother the British not a little. .... redcoats. ' Josh Benson was never seen in that part of the country The British were taken by surprise. They had not ex-after the night he had fled from .Tonas Hardman. The pected an attack from the rear. truth was that the fall over the bluff had been fatal, and Some of the British soldiers faced about and engaged the he died where he fell. Liberty Boys and Riflemen, and for a while there was a Lieutenant O:rnby and Emma Warren became man and lively fight. wife at the close of the war, as did Fred Martin and Lucy Warren. Later on Dave Warren was married to Blsie Judd, a patriot girl who lived not far from hiR home. The youths fired all their muskets and pistols off, and then retired to a safe distance and re>loaded them. Then they advanced and again attacked the redcoats. They kept up the s e tactics till the British had compelled ihe patriot army to surrender, and then they retreated, for they knew it would not do to be rash. They went back to their ene>ampments ne>ar the Martin home, and settled down to rest an'd discuss the situation. They realized that they were confronted by a serious problem. "'We will have to be on our guard," said Dick Slater, soberly. "We will be in great danger from now on." That evening, just as they were finishing eating supper, Jonas Hardman put in an appearance. "The British are coming!" he cried. . "How large a force have they?" "At least six hundred." "That is too strong a force for us to try to fight," said Dick. "We had better retreat." So the Liberty Boys and the Riflemen broke camp and left the vicinity, the L*ierty Boys walking and leading their Jonas Hardman remained in the neighborhood ti1l hiR death, but was always sober and sad. â€¢ "W Thus ends the story of "The Liberty Boys and the Rifle men." THE END. The next number (207) of "The Liberty Boys of '76" will contain "THE LIBERTY BOYS AT THE MISCID ANZA; OR, 'GOOD-BY' TO GENERAL HOWE," by. Harry Moore. SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekfy-. are always in print. 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LA'rEST ISSUES: 235 Fred Fearnot and the Commancbe ; or, Teaching a Redskin a Lesson. 236 Fred Fearnot Suspected ; or, Tralled by a Treasury Sleuth. 237 Fred Fearnot and the Promoter; Breaking Up a Big Scheme . 238 Fred Fearnot and "Old Grizzly " ; or, 'l'he Man Who Didn" t Know. 239 Fred Fearnot' s Rough Riders; or, Driving Out the Squatters. 240 }j'red Fearnot and the Black Fiend; or, Putting Down a Riot. :l41 Fred Fearnot ! n Tennessee; or, The D e m o n of the Mountains. 242 Fred Fearnot and the "'error" ; or, Ca lling Down a Bad Man . 2 43 Fred Fearnot in West Virginia; or, Helping the Revenue Ag ents. 244 Fred Fearnot and His Athl e t es; or, A Ureat Charity '!'our. 245 Fred Fearnot's Strange Adventure ; or, The Quee1 Old Man of the Mountain. 246 Fred Fearnot and the r,eague ; or, Up Against a Bad Lot. 247 Fred Fearnot's Wonderful Hace; or, Beating a Horse on Foot. 248 Fred Fearnot and the Wrestler; or, Throwing a Great Champion . 249 Fred Fearnot and the Bankrupt ; or. irerretlng Out a irraud. 250 Fred Fearnot as a Redskin ; or, Trailing a Captured Gh'l. 251 Fred Fearnot and the "Greenhorn"; or, Pool e d for Once In His Lite. Fred Fearnot and the Bloodhounds ; or, Tracked by Mistake. 2a3 Fred Fearnot' s Boy S couts; or, Hot Times in the Ro c kies. 254 Fred Fearnot and the Waif of Wall Street; or, A Smart Boy Broker. 255 Fred Fearnot's Butl'alo Hunt; or, The Gamest Boy in the West. 256 Fred Fearnot and t)J.e Mill Boy ; or, A Desperate Dash for Lite. 257 Fred Fearnot' s Great Trotting Match ; or, Beating the Record. 2:>8 Fred Fearnot and the Hidden Marksman ; or, The Mystery of Thunder Mountain. 2a9 Fred Fearnot's Boy Champion; or, Fighting tor His Rights. 260 Fred Fearnot and the Money King; or, A Big Deal In Wall Street. 261 Fred Fearnot's Gold Hunt; or, The Boy Trappers of Goose Lake. 262 Fred Fearnot and the Ranch Boy ; or, Lively Times with the Broncho Busters. 263 Fred Fearnot after the Sharpers; or, Exposing a Desperate Game. 2A4 Fred Fearnot and the Fire bugs ; or, Saving a City. 265 Fred Fearnot In the Lumber Camps; or, Hustling In the Back woods. 266 Fred Fearnot and the Orphan ; or, The Luck of a Plucky Boy. 267 Fred Fearnot at Forty Mile Creek ; or, Knocking About In the West. 268 Fred Fearnot and the Boy Speculator; or, From a Dollar to a Miiiion . 269 Fred Fearnot's Canoe Club ; or, A Trip on the Mississippi. 270 Fred Fearnot and the Errand B o y ; or, Bound to Make Money. 271 Fred Fearnot's C owboy Gulde: o r , The Perils o f Death Valley. 272 Fred Fearnot and the Sheep H erders; or, Trapping the Ranch Robbers. 273 Fred Fearnot on the Stage: or, B e fore the Footlights for Charity. 274 Fred Fearnot and the Mask e d Band; or, The Fate of the Moun .. tain Express. 275 Fred Fearnot's Trip to Frisco; or, Trapping the Chinese Opium Smugglers. 276 Fred Fearnot and the Widow's Son; or, The Worst Boy In New ljork. 277 Frea Fearnot Among the Rustlers ; or, The "Bad" Men of Bald Mountai n. 278 Fred Fearnot and His Dog ; or, The Boy Who Ran tor Congress. 279 Fred Fearnot on the Plains ; or, Trimming the Cowboys . 280 Fred Fearnot and the Stolen Claim : or, Rounding Up the Gulch Gang. 281 Fred }j'earnot's Boy ; or, Selling Tips on Shares. 282 Fred Fearnot and the Girl Ranch Owner, And How She Held Ber Own. 283 Fred Iâ€¢'earnot's Newsboy Friend : or, A Hero In Rags. :.184 Fre d Fearnot In the Gold Fields; or, Exposing the Claim "Salt â€¢ ers.'' 285 Fred Fearnot and the omce Boy ; or, Bound to be the Boss. 286 Fred F earnot after the Moonshiners : or, The "Bad" Men of Ken tucky. . 287 Fred l"earnot and the Little Drummer; or, The Boy who Feared Nobody . 288 Fred Fearnot and the Broker's Boy; or, Working the Stock Market. 289 Fred Fearnot and the Boy Teamster: or, The T :-:.d Who Blutl'ed Him. 290 Fred Fearnot and the Magician, and How he Spoiled His Magic. 291 Fre d Fearnot's Lone Hand : or, Playing a Game to Win. 292 Fred Fearnot and the Banker' s Clerk ; o r , Shaking up the Brok ers. 293 Fred Fearnot and the Oil King; ctr; the Tough Gang of the Wells . 294 Fred Fearnot's Wall Street Game; or, Fighting the Bucket Shops. 295 Fred Fearnot' s Society Circus ; or, The Fun that Built a SchoolHouse. 296 Fred Fearnot's Wonderful Courage; or, The Mistake of the Train Robber. 297 Fred Fearnot's Friend from India, and the W.,pnderful Things He Did. 298 Fred Fearnot and the Poor Widow ; or, Making a Mean Man Do Right. 299 Fred Fearnot's Cowboys ; or, Tackling the Ranch Raiders. . . 300 Fred Fearnot and the Money L enders ; or, Breaking Up a Swln dllng Gang. 301 Fred Fearnot's Gun Club : or, Shooting for a Diamond Cup. 302 Fred Fearnot and the Braggart; or, Having Fun with an Ego-tist. 303 F red Fearnot's Fire Brigade; or, Beating the Iusurance Frauds. 304 Fred Fearnot's Temperance Le ctures; or, Fighting Rum and Ruin. 305 Fred Fearnot and the "Cattle Queen " ; or, A Desperate Woman'â€¢ Game. 306 Fred Fearnot and the Boomers; or, The Game that Failed. 307 Fred Fearnot and the "Tough" Boy ; or, Reforming a Vagrani. 308 Fred Fearnot's $10,000 Deal ; or, Over the Continent on back. 309 Fred Fearnot and the Lasso Gang; or, Qrooked ork on the Ranch. 310 Fred Fearnot and the Wall Street Broker ; or, Helping the Widows and Orphans. 311 Fred Fearnot and the Cow Puncher; or, The Worst Man In Ari zona. 312 Fred Fearnot and the Fortune Teller; or, The Gypsy's Double Deal 313 Fred Fearnot's Nervy Deal; or, The Unknown Fiend of Wall Street. 31 i Fred Fearnot and "Red Pete"; or, the Wickedest Man in Arizona. 3 l 5 Fred Feamot and t .he Magnates; or, How He Bought a Railroad. Fred Eearnot and ",Vncle Pike" ot, A Slick Chap from Warsaw. For Sale by All N e wsdealers, or will be Sent to Any Address on Receipt of Price, 5 Cents per Copy, by. FRANK TOUSEY. Publisher. 24 Union Square. New Yor IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Libraries and cannot procure th from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this otllce direct. Cut out and ftll in the following Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the books you want and we will send them to you by t urn mail. 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THE STAGE. No. 41. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK END MEN'S JOKE BOOK.-Containing a great variety of the latest jokes used by the most famous end men. No amateur minstrels is complete without this wonderful little book . No. 42. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER Contai!Jing a varied of 1:1tump speeches, Negro, Dutch and Irish. Also end mens Jokes. Just the thing for home amusement and amateur shows . No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE AND JOKfil BQOK.:--Something new and very instructive. Every boy . should ob tam this book, as 1t contains full instructions for or canizmg an amateur mmstrel troupe. â€¢ No. 65. Ill JOKE!'-:--This is one of. the most original Joke ever and 1t 1s brimful of wit and humor. It contams a large collection of so ngs, jokes, conundrums etc. of Terrence i\Iuldoon, the great wit, humorist, and practical' of the day. Every boy who can enjoy a good substantial joke should obtain a copy immediatel y . To .. 79. HQ\V TO BECOME AN ACTOR.-Containing com plete rnstruct10ns how to make up for various characters on the 1 ,tage.; togi;ther with the duties of the Stage i\Ianager, Prompter, 8cemc Art1st_and Property Man. By a prominent Stage Manager. 80. GUS WILLIAl\IS' JOKE BOOK-Containing the latest Jokes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned and ever popular Uerman comedian. Sixty-four pages handsome colorel} cover containing a half-tone photo of the HOUSEKEEPING. No. 16. HOW TO KEEP A WINDOW GARDEN.-Containing full instructions for constructing a window garden either in town or country, and the most approved methods for raising beautiful flowers at home. The most complete book of the kind ever pub lished. No. 30. HOW TO COOK.-One of the most instructive books on cooking ever published. It. contains. recipes for cooking meats, fish, game, and oysters; also pies, puddmgs, cakes and all kinds of pastry, and a grand collection of recipes by one of our most popular cooks. 37. HOW TO KEEP HOUSE.-It contains information for everybody, boys, girls, men and women; it will teach you how to make almost anything around the house, such as parlor ornaments brackets, cements, Aeolian harps, and bird lime for catching birds.' ELECTRICAL. No. 46. HOW TO MAKE AND USE ELECTRICITY.-A def!rription of the womlerful uses of e lectricity and electro magnp ,sm; l<>:;rtlwr with foll instructions for making Electric Toys. Ba,,eries, *'' â€¢'. George Trebel, A. M., M. D. Containing over fifty il J.:,t rat1on . '."\I). G-t. HOW TO MAKE ELECTRICAL MACIIINES.-Cont: â€¢nr.,.; ful.LJirections for making electrical machines, induction Nik dynamos. and' many novel toys to be worked by electricity. 11) R. A. R. Bennett. Fully illustrated. No. 6 7. HOW '.l.'0 DO ELEC'flUCAL TRICKS.-Containing a IA rge collection of instructive and highly amusing electrical tricks, together with illustrations. By A. Anderson. ENTERTAINMENT. No. 9. HOW TO BECOl\IE A VENTRILOQUIST.-By Harry I\ Pone
TUE LIBEBTY BOYS OF 76. A Weekly Jlagazine containing Stories of the A1nerican Revolution. By HARRY MOORE. These stories are based on actual facts and give a faithful account of the exciting adventures of a brave band of American youths who were always ready and willing to imperil their lives for the sake of helping along the gallant ca.use of Independence. Every number will consist of 32 large pages of reading matte:r, bound in a beautiful colored cover. LATEST ISSUES: 137 The Liberty Boys' "Minute Men" ; or, The Battle ot the Cow Pens. 138 The Liberty Boys and the Traitor; or, How They Handled Him. 11!9 The Liberty Boys at Yellow Creek ; or, Routing the Redcoats. 140 The Liberty Boye and General Greene; or, Chasing Cornwallls. 141 'l.'he Liberty Boys in Richmond; or, l â€¢'lghting Traitor Arnold. 142 The Liberty Boys and the Terrible Tory; or, Beating a Bad Man. 143 The Liberty Boys' Sword-Fight; or, Winning with the Enemy's Weapons. 144 The Liberty Boys in Georgia; or, Lively Times Down South. 145 The Liberty Boys' Greatest Triumph; or, The March to Victory. 146 The Liberty Boys and the Quaker Spy ; or, 'l.'wo ot a Kind. 147 The Liberty Boys In Florida; or, Prevost's Army. 148 The Liberty Boys' Last Chance; or, Making the Best of It. 149 The Liberty Boys' Sharpshooters; or, 'l.'he Battle of the Kegs. 150 '.rhe Liberty Boys on Guard; or, Watching the Er..el!ly . 1;;1 The Liberty Boys' Strange Gulde; or, the Mysterious Malden. 152 The Liberty Boys in the Mountains; or, Among Rough People. l ;;3 'l.'he Liberty Boys' Retreat; or, in the Shades of Death. 154 The Llberty Boys and the Fire Fiend; or, A New Kind of Battle. 155 The Liberty Boys In Quakertown ; or, Making Things Lively In Phlladelphla. 156 The Liberty Boys and the Gypsies; or, A Surprise. 157 The Liberty Boys' Flying Artillery; or "Liberty or 158 The Liberty Boys Against the Red Demons ; or, Figh ll , g the In dian Raiders. 159 The Liberty Boys' Gunners ; or, The Bombardment of Monmouth. 160 The Liberty Boys and Lafayette; or, Helping the Young French General. 161 The Liberty Boys' Grit; or, The Bravest of the Brave. , 162 The Liberty Boys at West Point; or, Helping to Watch the Red coats. 163 The Liberty Boys' Terrible Tussle; or, Fighting to a Finish. 164 The Liberty Boys and "Light Horse Harry" ; or, Chasing the British Dragoons. 165 The Liberty Boys ln Camp; or, Working for Washington. 166 The Liberty Boys and Mute Mart; or, The Deaf and Dumb Spy. 167 The Liberty Boys at Trenton ; or, The Greatest Christmas ever Known. 168 The Liberty Boys and General Gates; or, The Disaster at Cam den. 169 The Liberty Boys at Brandywine; or, Fighting Fiercely for Free dom. 170 The Liberty Boys' Hot Campaign; or, The Warmest Work on Record. 171 The Liberty Boys' Awkward Squad; or, Breaking In New Re-cruits. 172 The Liberty Boys' Fierce Finish ; or, Holding Out to the End. 173 Boys at Forty Fort; or, The Battle ot Pocono 174 The Liberty Boys as Swamp Rats; or, Keeping the Redcoatâ€¢ Worried. 175 The Liberty Boys' Death March ; or, The Girl of the Regiment 176 The Liberty Boys' Only Surrender, And Why it was Done. â€¢ 177 The Liberty Boys and Flora McDonald ; or, After the Hessians 178 The Liberty Boys' Drum ; or, lâ€¢'lghtlng for the Starry !.<'lag. 179 Boys and the 'un Maker; or, The Battle of Stony 180 The Liberty Boys as Night Owls; or, Great Work after Dark. 181 The Liberty Boys and the Glrr Spy ; or, Fighting Tryon's Raiders. 182 The Liberty Boys' Masked Battery ; or, 'he Burning of Kingston. 183 The Liberty Boys and Major Andre; or, Trapping the Brltlllh i\Iessenger. 184 The Liberty Boys in District 96 ; or, Surrounded by Redcoats. 185 The Liberty Boys and the Sentinel; or, The Capture of For Washington. 186 The Liberty Boys on the Hudson; or, Working on the Water. 187 'l.'he Liberty Boys at Germantown; or, Good Work In a. Good Cause. 188 The Liberty Boys' Indian Decoy; or, The Fight on Quaker Hilt. 189 'l.'he Liberty Boys Afloat; or, Salling With Paul Jones. 190 The Liberty Boys in Mohawk Valley; or, lâ€¢'Ightlng Redcoats, To-ries. and Indians. 191 The Liberty Boys Left Behind; or, Alone In the Enemy's Count17. 192 The Liberty Boys at Augusta; or, 'Way Down In Georgia. 193 The Liberty Boys' Swamp Camp ; or, Fighting and Hiding. 194 The Liberty Boys In Gotham; or, Daring Work In Great Clt7. 195 The Liberty Boys and Kosciusko; or, The Fight at Great Fallâ€¢. 196 The Liberty Boys' Girl Scout ; or, Fighting Butler's Rangers. 197 The Uberty Boys at Budd' s Crossing; or, Hot Work in Cold Weather. ' 198 The Liberty Boys' Raft; or, Floating and Fighting. 199 The Liberty Boys at Albany; or, Saving General Schuyler 2 0 0 The Liberty Boys Good Fortune ; or, Sent on Secret Service. 201 The Liberty Boys at Johnson' s Mill ; or, A Hard Grist to Grind.. 202 The Liberty Boys' Warning; or, A Tip that Came In Time. 203 The Liberty Boys with Washington; or, Hard Times at Valley Forge . 204 The Liberty Boys after Brant; or, Chasing the Indian Raiders. 2 O 5 'The Liberty Boys e.t Red Be.nk; or, Routing the Hessions. 20..6 The Liberty Boys an<1 the.Riflemen; or, Helping all They Could. . ... . -For Sale by All Newsdealers, or will be Sent to Any Address on Receipt of Price, 5 Cents per Copy, by FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Libraries and cannot procure th em from newsdealers , they can be obtained from this office direct. 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