The Liberty Boys and General Greene, or, Chasing Cornwallis


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FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 168 WEST 230 STREET, NEW YORK No. 744. NEW YORK, APRIL 2,. 1915. Price_ &> tents. "You are a British Spy!" said General Greene, sternly, as he looked up from a perusal. taken from the prisoner. "And be i.S the man who set fire to the patriot' s cabin, sir!" said Dick Slater. , .

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!rHE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 A Weekly Magazine Containing Stories of the American Revolution Issued Weel•ly-By Subscription $2.50 per year. Entered at the New York, N. Y., Post Office as Becond-Ola&a Matter by 1''rank To Publisher, 168 West !M Street, New York. \ No. 744. NEW YOHK, APRIL 2, 1915. Price 5 Cent!. Liberty Boys and General Greene -ORCHASING CORNWALLIS By HARRY MOORE CHAPTER I. TWO PATRIOT SCOUTS. On the 17th of January, 1781, the battle of Cow Pens was J ought, and it was a brilliant victory for the patriot force ' tnder General Dan Morgan. His force of about one thousand men had been pitted against he force of General Tarleton-"Butcher" Tarleton, he wa s •ailed by many, owing to the fact that only a short time before had permitted his men to kill a lot of patriot soldiers after : hey had surrendered. Morgan had beaten Tarleton thorughly, and had captured several hundred redcoats and a thouand stand of arms. Cornwallis, who was fifty miles away, with the main army, ver on the Congaree River, soon heard of the disastrous de . eat of his favorite officer, and he was wild with rage. He 'at nee ordered that a forced march be made by his army, in the ope of being able to capture Morgan and his force. Morgan was as cunning and resourceful as he was brave, f owever, and Immediately after the victory at the Cow Pens he ad started northeastward, toward North Carolina; he had oreseen the move that would be made by Cornwallis, and was etermined that he would not lose the prisoners he had cap ured, if he could help it. He had sent messengers to General Greene, . who was only a ew miles away from Cornwallis, watching him, and Greene nd the patriot army were on the move almost as qui ckly as ere Cornwallis and his army. Cornwallis was trying to overtake Morgan, and Greene was asing Cornwallis. It was an exciting chase-both of them were, in fact. Moran was aided by high waters in a couple of rivers; he just ucceeded in getting across before the water rose, Cornwallis etting there just afterward, and by this means Morgan was nabled to reach a safe point beyond the River Dan, In the exreme northern part of North Carolina. Here he was joined y General Greene and.the patriot army, and Cornwallis, real z!ng that it would be useless to follow farther, stopped, and little later retired toward the south. 1 General Greene waited a day or two and then decided to rllow Cornwallis, and offer battle, if the opportunity should om e. He gave the command, and the soldiers were only too glad o obey, for many of them wanted to meet the British and ave it out with them. This was especially the case with eneral Morgan's men, who had been angered by being chased ' o far. When the patriot army reached Guilford Courthouse, scouts hat had been sent out, as was the custom, reported that Cornallis and the British were near at hand. General Greene knew this meant that a battle was to be held, nless he retreated, and he decided to hold a council and let t be settled by the officers. The council was held, ancl It was decided to remain and offer battle. As soo n as this had been decided upon, arrangements were begun, entr enchments being thrown up hastily, and all that couid b"l accomplished In a short time was done. Scouts were sent out to spy upon the British and make an estimate of their strength, and by the time Cornwallis and his army put in an appearance, General Greene had a pretty good idea of the numbe r of men he had to contend with. The British outnumbered the patriots considerably, but this was expected, and it did not daunt the patriots, for they were accustomed to the state of affairs. The battle of Guilford was fought, and the patriots were clefeated; that is, the battle is accredited to the British, but there is no doubt whateve r but what they sustained fully as much damage as was the case with the patriots. The latter retired from the field, however, leaving It in the possession Jf the British, and for this reason it is given in history as a British victory. The British slept on the battlefield the night after the battle, but next morning they be ga n getting ready to break camp. • While the British were getting ready to march, two patriot scouts were watching them. These two were youths of about twenty years of age, and were members of a company who called themselves The Liberty Boys of '76. The names of the two were Dick Slater and Bob Estabrook, and Dick was tbe captain of the company. They were on a hill half a mile from Guilford, and were watching the British and waiting for the coming of the two who were to relieve them, when Bob called Dick's .attention to the fact that there seemed to be an unusual stir in the British encampment. "What does it mean, old man?" !.le asked. Dick shook his head. "I don't know. Looks as though something was on foot, sure. " ;'Well, we'll stay right here and see what it is." "So we will." They were silent for a period of at least ten minutes, watch-ing the British, and then Dick said: "I believe they are getting ready to break camp, Bob." "Just what I was thinking." "Yes; there can be no doubt regarding it." "Why are they doing that, I wonder?" "I don't know; but if they really do march away, it will look like an admission that their victory over us yesterday was not much to brag of, don't you think so" "That is the way It would seem to me." The two watched In silenc e for a period of ten minutes, and then Dick spoke again. "Yes; they are getting ready to march," he said; "Bob, you had better hasten to our encampment and tell General Greene; it might be possible that they intend to make an atta.ck on cm army."

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2 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. "Yes; it might be so, but I do not think that they are going to do so." "Well, anyway, General Greene should know about this at once." "Yes; I'll go right away, Dick." "And come back again 2s quickly as possible, for I might want to send another message to the general." "I'll be back in a jiffy . " Bob hastily climbed out of the tree in which he had been ensconced-Dick was in another near at hand-and hastened away through the timber. He ran all the way to the patriot encampment, a distance of nearly a mile, and hastened to the tent occupied by Gen eral Greene. thought Bob; "• ut if they wanted to take us by surprise, they should have got in motion before daylight." Then he gave utterance to an exclamation, and came near losing his hold and falling. A party of half a dozen redcoats had emerged from the timber, and were now walking toward the encampment; in their m ids t was a man wearing a blue uniform. It was the sight of this individual that had startled Bob. , "It's Dick! " he cried;. "great guns! the redcoats have cap tured him!" CHAPTER II. DICK A PRISONER. The soldiers who were up look ed at Bob in surprise and cu rlositv. and several asked him what was up, but 'he did not pause to explain. A few minutes after Bob had climbed down out of the tree and started away in the direction al the patriot enea.mpment , half a dozen British soldier!!, who had been out scouting around on I put iu an appearance, and one happened to look up in the tree "IR the gen eral up?" he asked of the orderly who was and catcll sight of Bob. "Say, comrades," he exclaimed, pointing upward; "there i!! duty in front of the tent. "Yes," wa. s the reply. "I want to see him. then. at once." "Uc hasn't breakfaste d ' yet." "No matter; tell him Bob Estabrook wishes to see him, on important business." "Come in, Bob,'" called out a voice from witl:.ln the tent; it was the voi c e of the general, and Bob obeyed the invitation and ente red . General Greene was seated on a campstool at one side of the tent and had just finished making his toilet. He was a fine-looking man, and was one of the best generals in the patriot service; he had succe e ded Gates, who had made a disastrous failure In the South, his army having been scattered to the four winds at Camd e n some time before. General Greene nodded to Bob, and said: "Good-morning, my boy; what is it?" "I have news for you, sir." "Out with the news, then." "The British are getting ready to break camp." General Greene started, and looked at Bob in an amazed and SOII\ewhat incredulous manner. "Are you sure of this, Bob?" he asked. "Yes, sir; Dick Slater and myself were 011 watch, and when lt grew light enough so that we could see, we noted that the British were making an unusual stir, and it did not take us long to see that they were getting ready to break camp. Dick sent me to inform you of the fact, as he said the enemy might 1 intend attacking you." "True; they might Intend to attack us , but I hardly think that such is the case." "Dick said for me to come back at once, and perhaps by that time he would know what the British intend doing. Shall I go?" "Yes; and I will call a council of war at once, and will have L J s oldiers ready to repel an 2 .ttack should one be made." He asked Bob a few questions, and then dismissed him. "If you learn what the enemy is going to do, hasten back
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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GENERAL 3 The redcoats watched him, without comment, and when b e dropped to the ground the leader of the party ordered him to turn his back toward them and place his hands bebind him. The youth obey e d. He had thought of making a sudden dash, and try to escape, but there were five leveled muskets covering him, ana. he felt that it would be impossible for all five redcoats to miss him; 110 he decided to surrender. He placed his hands behind his back, and one of the redcoats strapped the youth's .wrists securely with a belt. "Now come al ordered the leader; "take hold of the felloW 'ii arm. two of ycu ... Two obeyed, and th11 little party made its way to the British encampment. Dick led at once to where General Cornwallis and the members of hi11 litafi stocad. Orderlies were near by, holding the officers' " horioei. The instut General Cornwallls caught sight of Dick's face, he utteruce to an exclamation of dellght and amazement "It i:o Dick Slater, the captai.n of the Liberty Boys!" he cried. The soldiers who had captured Dick looked at him In won d er. and then at one another. They bad heard of Dick Slater, and cf the Liberty Boys many times, and there were some there who had encountered the Liberty Boys on more than one b attlefield. ' Dick bowed, and replied, quietly: "Yes; it Is Dick Slater, sir; we have met before, General Cornwallis." . "Indeed we have; and I am glad that we have met again, and especially glad that it is under such circumstances as the one." "I must lilaY that I cannot say the same, sir," was the dry r eply. "l suppose that it is only natural,'' said Cornwallis; then h e addressed the leader of the party that had captured Dick. "Where did you find him?" he asked. "About half a mile away, your excellency," was the reply; "he was up In a tree." ; , Ah, I understand. He was spying on us." ''Yes, sir; I judge that was what he waa doing." "Yes; that was what I was doing, " remarked Dick; "and I will just say, G eneral Cornwallis, that It will do you no good to attempt to take the patriot army by surprise; they--" "Oh, I am not to make an attac k on the rebel army," interrupted Cornwallis. "Yo u are not?" in surprise. "No. lndP.ed; we are going to march southward, that is all. By the way, Dick Slater, I suppose that you li:.now the fate that awaits a spy when he Is captured?" Dick nodded. ''I know that they are often shot or hanged, sir," he re plied. "Exactly; and that will be your fate, unless--" He paused and looked menacingly and somewhat search ingly at the youth. "Unless what?'' Dick asked. "Unless you renounce the rebel ca use and join the army of the king." "In other words, unless I become a traitor, eh?" remarked Dick, in a voice filled with scorn. "Not at all. You are a traitor now-a traitor to your king." "I do not look at it that way, sir. I do not owe any allegiance to King George, and I do owe my service to my country, and would rather die than turn traitor." There was no mistaking the youth's earnestness and sincerity. General Cornwallis realized that the young Liberty Boy was made of too stern material to be persuaded to become _a traitor to the cause or which he had been fighting for five long years, and so he said: "Very well; have It your way. Since you prefer death, death it shall be. But I think you are very foolish, for the king's EOldiers are going to triumph in America, and that very soon, and you would be sure of getting some good appointment, if you came over to our side now." ''I want no appointment under a king," was the calm reply; "I would rather be a simple American, free, than to be king of England.'' The cffict:rs and soldiers who were wiihin hearing of the speech lo o ked at on e another as much as to sny, "Dld you ever see s.ici1 u. fool?., "Very well," said General Cornwallls, coldly; •you have had your opportunity and e.purned it; ycur fate is of your own choosinr;." "So it Is, sir; I prefer death to becoming a traitor to my country." "Bah! You have no country; this is King George's country." "It is not; nor ever will be, sir." A frown came over the face of the general; he hesitated and pondered for a few moments. "Shall we hang the rebel here and now, sir?" asked one of Uie officers. Cornwallis started, as if aroused from de e p thought, anlld to "The fact remains that he a pri'soner, and how it was brought about ill ol'. little mom e nt."

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4. THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. He watched the British closely, li.nd saiv Dick taken before the officers. He knew thev were officers because the horses were near by. No one save the officers 11:\d horses to ride, with the exception of a small party of perhaps ' 8ne hundred cavalry men . who were in a group over at the farther side of camp. "Jove! I wonder if Cornwallis will hmi!t Dick at once?" was the question Bob as!{ecl himself, and he affairs ln the encampment with eager interest and with i;r 'eat anxiHy as well. Five, ten, fifteen minutes passed, nnd Bob knew Cornwallis was questioning Dick. "Little good that will do him," thought Bob. "Dick is not the kind of fellow to get information out of; he would die be fore he would yield up any information that could be used against the patriot army." Ten minutes more slipped away, and then Bob saw the British were getting ready to march. "They are not going to hang Dick right away!" Bob said to himself in delight. "Now, I wonder what they are going to do, If they are going to attack our army, I must hasten back and let General Greene know." But the British marched away toward the south, a.qd Bob watched them till they were out of sight among the trees. "Tliey will not hang Dick to-day," Bob . reasoned, "and we Liberty Boys must give chase to them and try to rescue Dick to-night, if such a thing is possible." He descended from the tree and hastened away in the direction of the patriot encampment. . A few minutes later be arrived there and went at once to the spot where General Greene and bis officers stood. "Well, what is the ne'Ys?" the general asked, eagerly. "Are we to be attacked?" "No, sir; the British have marched away toward the south." "Ah, indeed! Where is Dick Slated" "A prisoner in the hands of the British, sir." General Greene and his officers uttered exclamations. "You don't mean to say Dick has been captured!" exclaimed the general. "Yes, sir! I saw a party of redcoats lead him into their en campment a prisoner, and when they marched away he was with them." "Well, well, that 'is indeed too bad!" The other officers all said the same, for they knew Dick well and loved him. "With your permission. I will take command of the Liberty Boys , " said Bob, "and we will give chase to Cornwallis, and to-night, if we get the chance, we will make an attempt to rescue Dick." "You may take command of the Liberty Boys and follow the British," said General Greene, "and you must send back mem bers of the company frequently to let us know which way you are going, for I am going to chase Cornwallis with my entire army, and if the opportunity offers, will make an attack upon him. We gave him an equal fight yesterday, and we can do it again, and perhaps may be able to win next time." "That ls the talk!", exclaimed one of the officers. "Let's chase Cornwallis till we get him run to cover." All were in favor of doing this, and so the order was given _for the soldiers to get ready to march. General Greene explained to Bob just what he expected of the Liberty Boys, and then the youth hastened to the point where the youths were stationed and told them that Dick had been captured and that he had been given the command until the young captain could be rescued f The Liberty Boys were sorely grieved when they learned that Dick was a prisoner in the hands of the redcoats. Without a single exception they lovecl . him as thongb he were a brother, and they vowed that they would rescue him or die trying. "'.rhat's the way to talk," said Bob; "and now we must mount and follow the British." ''\\'e'll follow them to the jumping-of!' place, Bob, but \vhat we will rescue Dick!" declared Mark Morrison, grimly. "Shure, an' thot is pbwat we'll be afther doin," Oi dunno!" declared Patsy Brannigan. "Yah, dot peen vat ve vlll do, you pet me my life!" from Carl Gookenspieler. The others did the same. . Then Bob explained th!J.t the entire patriot army was going to give chase to Cornwallis and his army, and that they, the Liberty Boys. were to follow closely and send back messengers to General Greene and bis army. This suited the youths first-rate. They always liked to be 1n frout, in the most dangerous place . Ten minutes later they were in the saddle. and they rode ot:t of the encampment and t6ward the south. 'l'he patr i o t army was in ruotiou fifteen minutes later, and it went in the direction taken by the company of Liberty Boys. It was slow work following the British. The youths were on horseback. but did not go faster than a walk at any time, and at frequent intervals they paused, and Bob climbecl a tree and located the enemy. Occasionally Bob sent hack a messenger to General Greene, though this was hardly necessary, as it was easy to follow the tracks in the mud made by a hundred feet. About the middle of the afternoon the Liberty Boys came very near running into the rear guard of the British. They wbuld have continued on and made an attack, but for the fact that tbey did not wish to let the enemy know it was being followed. If the British were to learn this they would be on their guard, and take extra precautions to prevent the rescue of Dick Slater. The redcoats evidently did not think they would be followed, for they had no scouts out. 'l'he rear guard was depended upon wholly to protect them from a sudden attack. When the British went into camp th:J.t evening Bob went forward to reconnoiter the enemy's position. He found it to be a very strong one, fo , r by the time he had reached a point from which to spy upon the British, they had moved their forces and had stationed the regiments and companies on all four sides of the log house, which stood on high ground. "Unless we could take them wholly by surpr:se, it would be useless to make an attack upon them," Bob decided; "their position is so strong they could e •asily repulse us; and it is my opinion that we could not surprise them, as they will undoubtedly have out a strong force of sentinels." 1'hen he made an attempt to locate Dick, . but he failed in this. "It doesn't matter, though," he told himself; ''they will station him in what they consider to be the safest place to-night, and that will, of course, be as near the center of the encampment as possible." He looked the field over, and decided that Dick would be not far from the log house. When he had reconnoitered all he could with safety, he withdrew and made his way back to the point where the Liberty Boys were encamped. Word had been sent back to the patriot army, and it went into camp also, at a point a mile away from where the youths were. Bob waited till he had had his supper, and then he made his way back to the main encampment; to see General Greene, and report what he had discovered. This was not a great deal, of course-merely what we hav. e already stated, the location of the British encampment, and its strength, etc. "Of course, I would not make an attack to-night, anyway," said General Greene. "I want to give you boys a chance to try to effect the rescue of Dick." "Yes; we must try to rescue him," agreed Bob; "though I fear there is going to be very little chance of being success ful." "I fear so, Bob; the B11tish general knows that in Dick Slater he has captured an important man, and he will hold on to him, if he can do so, and if be thought there was the least chance that he might be rescued, he would no doubt or der him to be shot or hung at once." "I guess you are right, sir; so we must be careful not to Jet them know we are about until it is time to strike; and we must not strike until we are pretty sure we have a s good a chance as it will be possible to get." "True, Bob. Well, go ahead, and I hope and trust that you may be successful, for of all the men in the army, I c.an least afford to spare Dick Slater." Presently Bob took his departure, and returned to the encampment of the Liberty Boys. He at once began making his preparations for the work of the night. He took Mark Morrison and went to the vicinity of the British encampment to reconnoiter. He wished to g e t a sight of Dick if possible, and get him located before nightfall, so they would know just where to look for him when the attempt at rescue was made . They waited and watched, and at last, just as it was be ginning to grow dark, they saw a couple of redcoats escorting a man dressed in blue. ':There is Dick!" exclaimed Bob in an excited undertone; "they are taking him to the house." "Yes; probably General Cornwallis wants to interview him." "Likely. You don't suppose they will keep him in the house all night, do you? .. "I hardly think so; though they might do so."

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THE LIBERTY BOYS .A:ND GENERAL GREENE. 5 "I hope they won't, for we would have a hard time getting/ at him in there." "So we would; but as regards that, we will have a hard time getting at him anywhere in the camp." "True; we certainly have a difficult task ahead of us." CHAPTER IV. THE BRAVE GIRL PATRIOT. Florence and Fanny Kirby both worked in the kitchen and helped their mother get supper that evening, and all the time they were thus engaged. Fannie kept saying things tha.t were calculated to cause Florence to make some retort that would start a discussion, her intention being to show Florence off as a patriot before General Cornwallis. Florence, however, understood what her sister was trying to do, and kept a close mouth, talking only about the work, and steadfastly refusing to be drawn into a discussion. Mrs. Kirby scolded Fanny two or three times, and told her to hush and not get a discussion started. "What is the use of letting General Cornwallis know that Florence is a patriot?" she asked. "She is a girl, and it doesn't matter what she thinks about the war, anyway." head the disapproval of the great general, she had in reality aroused a feeling admiration in the officer's heart, and caused him to regard Florence with interest that he would not have shown. General Cornwallis looked inquiringly at Florence. ''How about it, Miss Florence?" he asked; "has your sister corrpct!y stated tlie matter?" "You don't think I would tell a fib about the matter, do you?" asked Fannie, pettishly. "Oh, Fannie, do bush!" pleaded Mrs. Kirby, who feared the girl would arouse the ange r of their guest if she kept -0n. "Never mind her, Mrs. Kirby," said the general; "they are both girls, and nothing they could say would have any , effect upon me; they are privileged, y-0u know." Florence hoped that she would get out of having to answer the officer's question, but he was interested, and again turned to her. "You have not answered my question yet," he said, with a smile. "What question?" Florenee asked, hoping that he would see she did not wish to answer, and dismiss the matter. "I asked a question in an indirect way; 110w I will ask it di rectly. Have you a rebel-I mean a patriot sweetheart, Miss Florence?" Florence made no reply in words, but the blush which man tled her face was sufficient answer, and the general and said: '"Well, what right has Florence to think differently from the rest of us?" asked Fannie; "she just does it to be smart, "I see you have. and I would like to have General Cornwallis know about it. has won a prize." Well, he is to be congratulated, for he He could tell her some things that would change her views." Fannie bit her lips and look ed anything but satisfied or "He could do nothing of the kind," said Florence, "so there happy. Her plans to get her sister into hot water had failed is no need of getting the subject started." completely. "Oh, that's just like you," said Fannie; "you have your head "Thank you," said Florence, a pleased look upon her face. set, and are not willing to listen to reason." The look of worry and fear disappeared from the faces of Mr. "I'm just as rea sonable as you are, Fannie," was the spirited and Mrs. Kirby also. reply. "I advise you to take good care of your sweetheart," went on Fannie tossed h e r head, as much as to oay that this was not General Cornwallis. "If that should occur I would be under the case, but she let the matter drop for the present. the necessity of treating him as I treat all other prisoners of When supper was ready and they were seated at the table, war." eating, however, she turned to General Cornwallis with one of "Oh, h e '\}'ill k ee p away from here until you are gone,• said her most bewitching smiles, and said: Fannie, smeringly; "he will take good care not to venture "General Cornwallis, would you think, to look at Florence, where there is danger." there. that she is a rebel?" "I do not know wqo the favored young man is , or anything "Fannie!" said her mother, reprovingly, while Mr. Kirby at all about him," said the general; "but I would be willing frowned and looked disturbed. to we.ger that Miss Florence, h ere, has not a coward for a Fannie tossed her head and looked defiantly at her parents, sweetheart." as much as to say, 'Scold me and look angrily at me all ycm "Thank you , " sai d Florence, gratef ully. want to, I am going to show Florence up in he'r true colors." Fannie. now thoroughly disgruntled, l eaped up from the The general looked surprised, and interested as well, a!ld ta!Jle, saying: he turned an inquiring glance upon Florence. "Well, I must say that I would never have expected that a "Is that really the case, Miss Florence?'' h e asked; "are you British ;;enera l would shew such a llking for rebels as you a rebel?" ' have s hown, s ir. lt is not calculated to make loyal people more "No; not a rebel, sir," was the firm reply; "I am a patriot." loyal; ind eed, it is almost enough to cause them to change "A distinction without a difference," with a smile . and become rebels." "I think t.llere is consi d erable differ e nce, sir." "li'a.nnie, what in the world i s the matter with you?" ex-'I don't see how you make that out, Miss Flotence; if y ou claimed h e r mother. ,; You ought not to talk in such fashion." are against the king, you are a rebel.'' ''No; yo u have said enough, Fannie," said her father. "If he were my king, I would be; but King George is king "N<'v.er mind,." the general; "it is all right, and in a of "England, not of America, and we do not owe him any alle( "ay M i ss Fann:e i.s right; I will say that I honor and esteem e;iance, and rn are not rebels. We are patriots, and our moil all who are loyal to their king." are simply fighting for inde1)endence." •You haven't talked much like it," said Fannie, whereat the "FlorE>nce, please do not talk in that fashion to General general merely lau ghed good-naturedly. evident that Cornwallis," salcl her m0ther. 'l'he good woman was afraid ha was not to be made angry by the patriotism of Florence Eome trouble might come upon thl' fam ily as a result of Flor-or the spiteful words of Fannie, and the girl's parents breathecl ence " iving utterance to what she considere d to be treasonous mo r e freely. They w ished that the conversation might be gotten into other channels, however, and did their best to But the general was a ccurLeous, honorable man, and he was change it. not at all angered by the girl's words; indeed, he rather ad-They succeeded, after a while, for Fannie had made such a mired her for being brave enough to speak her views before failure of her plan for bringing about the discomfiture of her him. He made a restraining gesture to Mrs. Kirby, and said, sister that she was wllling it should be changed, and of course smilingly: Florence was glad to have some other subject come up. "Let Miss Florence talk all she wants to, Mis. Kirby; she They talke d of various matters, and finally Fannie, who had is only a girl, and her views do not count. I would like to a well-developed bump of curiosity, asked: ask her a question, however," and he looked at the girl. "By the way, General Cornwallis, who is that man dressed ;
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6 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. "Indeed!" "Yes. His name is Dick Slater, and he is, in addition to being the champion spy of the Revollltion, the captain of a company of young men of about his own age, who are known as The Liberty Boys of '76." "I've heard of him," said Mr. Kirby. "And so have I," from Fannie. . Florence had heard of Di c k Slater, but she said nothing. Her .sweetheart, Henry Wardlow, had spoken of Di c k Slater and the Liberty Boys on mere than one occasion, and had said that he would like to be a m ember of just such a company. "This spy has caused the British more trouble during the past, five years than all the other rebel spies together; and he has done more actual damage than a regiment of soldiers. The company of Libtirty Boys, too, have been equal to at least a regiment of ordinary soldiers." "I have heard som e wonderful stories regarding the daring spy work of this Dick Slater, and of the desperate fighting of the Liberty Boys, but I have always supposed the stories were far-fetched and overdrawn." "Not at all," said General Cornwallis; "I don ' t think it would be possible to overdraw, in telling of the achievements of the Liberty Boys. They are utterly featless1 aucl frght with the desp eration of cornered rats. And as for DMk Slater, he has done such vronderful w-0rk as a spy that General Howe long since offered a standing reward of five hundred pounds for his capture." "And now you have him!" exclaimed Fannie; "that is good . I am glad of it." "So am I," said her father. "What is to be his fate, General Cornwallis?" The four members of the Kirby family waited eagerly for the answer, but Florence, at least, was eagei: for a different reason than that which p . ossessed her parents and sister. "His fate will be death, either by bullet or rope," was the general's reply . "Hang him, General Cornwallis," said Fannie. "I would no t let such a famous rebel die an easy death by a bullet. Hang him!" "Why, Fannie, I didn't think you were so cruel-hearted," said her mother, reprovingly. "I am a loyal king's subject, mother," was the reply; "and I believe in giving the rebels the extreme penalty whenever they are caught. It will discoi--age them the more, and make the m think twice before turning against their king. If the Americans know they will be treated leniently when caught. they wlll b e m uC'h more likely to join the army and fight against their just ruler. " "King George is not our ruler," said Florence, promptly. "What a glorious little rebel you are!" said General Corn wall1s, admiringly; "if all rebels were like you, I would be the first to surrenV.er, I assure you." CHAPTER V. TRUE TO THE CAUSE. proposition t\) him, this morning, and he spurned it, with scorn. He said he would much rather die thnn become a traitor to the cause for whic h he has been fighting so and I really have very little hope of talking him o>er. " Florence cast a triumpJ:iant look at her sister. who bit her lips in >exation. She had got the worst of it all around this evening . "Well, I am eager to see this wonderful rebel," she said, in as scornful a voice as she could commancl. "I wlll have him brought in soon as we are through sup per," said the general. He was as good as his word. When the y had finished eat in;.:: and gone into the big sitting-room, he sent an orderly to tell some of the soldie1s to bring the prisoner to the house. Fifteen minutes late1 two solc1ier,s appeared, each h :n-ing hold of an arm of the prisoner, Dick Slater. ''Have you had your supper, Captain Slater?" the general asked. "Yes, sir," was the quiet r e ply. Dick was coo l and calm, and lookecl at the members of the Kirby family with a keen, scrutinizing gaze. He was very favorably impressed by the looks of Florence. He told himself that she must certainly be a lovable g irl, for there was a gentle, womanly look and air about her thnt was bound to make a !avora):lle impression. Fannie, how erer, be did not lik e so well; sbe looked very much like her twin siste r , but there was a difference in the expression. "Of course, these people are all loyalists, he. tolcl himself; "but that girl there is one whom I would not hesitate to, trust my llfe -with." General Cornwallis was a gentleman. and polite, aud he introduced Diak to th,e dift'erent members of the familf, jus t as though he were a friend, and free, instead of an enemy and prisoner. He purposely introduced Dick to Florence last, and as he did so, he said: "No 'doubt you will be glad to know, Captain Slater, that Miss Florence there is a patriot. She, like yourself, denies being a rebel, but says she is a patriot.'' "It gires me great pleasure to m eet a patriot. here among so many en emies," said Dick, earnestly; "I am glad to kno\Y you, :\1:iss Florence, and if my hands were not tied, I should be very, very g lad to shake bands with you." "Sister bas all the good lu c k this evening, " said Fannie to herself, a f ee ling of envy and jealous y stirring in her h eart. "Everything has gone agail1st me." "I see that I shall have to watch you, Miss Florence," smile d the general. "Otherwise I may .find my prisoner missing when I least expect it. " "I would fre e hl.m i! I could, Gener:il Cornwallis," said Florence, frankly; "but I fear there is no chance for anything o f the sort." "No chance whatever. little girl," wit h a smile . "Florence," said her mother, "you will go too far in y our expre1'sio n of rebel sentiments, I fear. The general has been very l en!Pnt, but there may be a limit, and he may grow tired of hea1ing so mueh of that sort of talk." For a wcnde r Ii'annle said nothing. She was gazing specu ln tively at Dick, and thinking that after all "rebels' "ere uot all ruffians and bad fellows. Florence blushed and Fannie frowne d. She did not like "Don't worry foi a moment. my dea1 Mrs. Kirby,., s:iid the this at all, but she had discovered that it did no good to try general. "Your daughter i s privileged, and may say what to prejudice General Cornwallis against h .er sister, so she she pleases. The British do not make war upon women, and simply said: no officer who is eutitle d to the uame of gentleman "l\"ill take "I would like to see this famous rebel at close quarters; offense at anything any woman will say, no-matter haw dis' I have a curiosity t o see what he really looks like." 1 the s euti111Pnts expressed. As for the statement of }fh;,; Flore nce wished to see Di<:k Slater, but she said nothing, 1 F ' lorence t(I th0 effe c t that Rhe would fre.e the prisone r if she She was thinking, however-thinking hard and f.ast. Shel could do so, th:tt is to b e expeeted. and had she s tated she wondered if by any possible chance she could be instrumental would not do so if she got the chance, then I should have been in aiding Dick Slater to make his escape • disnppoiuted indeed." She thought of the fate which was awaiting him-death by Then he turnPd to Dick and told him to be s eated. hanging-and shuddered. It would be terrible for him to end "I honor you as a brave man. Captain Slater," Ile said; his llfe thus, she told herself, and she was thinking swiftly, "and as I do not like to think of putting such a man to death In an effort to evolve some plan to et'Eect the res cue of the by hanging, I have bad you brought before me in order that p1isoner. 'J might have tbe pleasure of gi>ing you anothe r chance to • 1 shall give you all a chance to see the rebel," said Genescape such an ignominious death." erul Cornwallis, in reply to Fannie's r emark; '.'I am going "You mean by that that you wish to renew the offer you to summon him to the house, after supper. and interview made to me this morning, G eneral Cornwallis?" he asked. him. I am golni:: to try to persuacle him to renounce his ,"Yes." _ allegiance to the rebel cause and join the king's army." '".rhen it is use less to ,pnrsue the mntter furthei', sir; as "Do you think you will be successful?" asked Florence. I to!U you this morning, 1 would rather die than turn traitor "Of conrse h e will," said Fannie. with scorn in her voice; to the cal\SP. of liberty." "where is there a rebel who would not jump at a chance to In spite of her desire to hate all rebels on gentral prin save bis life in s t:ch a manner? Dick Slater will not be shot <"!pies. Fanny Kirby could not help a feeling of admiration or hanp:cd by your men. G eneral Cornwallis." for the brave aucl handsome Liberty Boy. Even Mr. and "I am not :,;o sure of that, Miss 11'aunie; I made that same :'.!rs. Kirby gazed at the youth with admiration in their eyes,

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THE LIRERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. 7 while as Mrs. Kirby noted the youthful appearance of the prisoner. and the handsome face and manly air, a thrill of pity came o>er her. "Have you parents li>lng, Captain Slater?" she asked, im pulsively. "A mother," was the snd reply. "My father was shot dead In our front yard, at the beginning of the war, by a Tory neil!hbor." '.l'hcre was naught of nrn.licC' or vlciou!'ness in Di<'k's statement that his father bud been shot down by a Tory; he !'Imply stnterl it as a fact. iu ralm tones, and with nothing of vindlctivene;;s in bis looks and voice. "And you have a mothPr liYing, thPn?" "Yes,'' in n low. r pv0rent voice; "the sweetest, best mother nny boy en•r bad, lady." "And wlll you go to your death, Captain Slater, knowing that the newi;; of It will come to your mother w!tl.l cnu•hing force'/" the womnn asked, earnestly. ''"'ill you not reconsider your determination, and join the British army, and thus save your life?" "Ko," was the firm reply. "_Iy mother would rather that I should die than that I should turn traitor to my country." The woman shook her hend and looked pityingly at ti.le youth. "You know nothlng about the strength or n mother's love. my boy. I nm confident that she would prefer that. you save your life, at nil hazards." love may be strong. lady: It might be strong enough so that the mother wonld rather her son should turn traitor to his country than to go to his death: but I cannot understand such love, being a m:m: and ewn though I knew my mother wished m e to save m:r life In the manner suggested, I should still refuse. I !eel sure thnt, after her grief had be come assunged by the eff::icing llnnd of Time. she would be glad that I died as I lived, n patrlot. an honest, bono.rable man, and true to my country to the last." "And I think, I feel i:;ure thnt you are ri:rht in thinking thus, Cnptnin Slater." mid Florenre, earnestly, eagerly. her b eautiful far;_e shining with admiration for the brave Liberty Boy. "Perhaps yon are right, Florence." said bet mother. thoughtfully. "I am sure thn t I am right." said Dick. "Then absolutely rE'fuse to r enounce the rebel ca.use and join tile kin!\''S army?" remarke d General Cornwallis. "YeR, I refuse, absolutely and finally. General Cornwallis." "Very w e ll: bnt I nm very 1".0rry to be forred to hang one who has proved himself such a bra Ye and able man." "Don't h3 ng me. then. Have me shot. sir." "Yes, yr!;," exclaimed Florenc e: "if yon must put him to deuth, l e t it b e by bullet ns a brave man should die, General Cornwallis . Don't put upon Captain S later the ignominy of being lrnnged." "I'll' thh1k about it, Flore nce," he said. "It will be hnrd for me to refuse you any reasonnble request." "And this I s a rea sonable one, Is it not?" "'Ye ll, it m1ght have be<>n more unrea;; onahle: for instance, yon might, girl-like, have asked me to set him free and let llim go in pP!lce." "I 1yould ask that, it I thong-ht you would do it," quickly. "No doubt; but I cou ld not do that. of rourse; the other r 0quest, however. shall rP::eiYt' con:;oirleration. and It is prob able that I slrnll grant it, and haYe Captain Slater put to death by bullet." "Oh, th auk you, General Cornwallis!• exc!alme!l Florence, and she seized the general's band and pressed It fervently. "That settlrs It, :\Iiss Florence: I will now say positively that Captaiu Slater slull not be llnnged," said the old veteran. "You bave won your case." "I nm glad of that, sir." In a pleased 'l'oice. "I thank you sincerely. :\fis'l Florence," said Dick, earnestly. "The thought that I might die nn ignominious death at the end of a rope has been a terrible one to me." There was som!O' further talk and then the general asked Mr. Kirby if he had au extra room that the prisoner could be kept In during the night. "If you have." he weut on. "it will simplify matters, and make It impossible for the prisoner's friends to even attempt a rescue, as the house is ln the center of the encampment." "Yes; you can kee p him Ju the room ad.Joining this one, yonder," pointing toward a door at the end of. the sitting-rQ . ••,ny well; ti.lat wlll be nll right. Men, couduct the pris ' oner into the room In questiou." Dick was led into the room. and he at once seated himself. upon a bed in onr corner. There wn;:; one window; but or course Dick could not open It, with his hands tird; nnd even bad he been able to do so, he ttas In the center of ti.le encni;npment, and could not have llopecl to escape, anyhow. . 'l'he soldiers \vent out of the r 6om and c losed the door, leaving the prisoner alone iti the darkness, for it was now night. and there was no light in the room. "1Vell. I clon't think there is any chance for escape," thougbt Di<.:k: "I gness that the only crumb of f'omfort for me in the situation ls the fact that I am to die by bullet, instead' of by rope, nnd I must thank that sweet girl in the other room for that." CHAPTER IV. A CLEVER SCHEME. When the two soldiers who had accompanied Dick into the house had gone out of doors, General Cornwallis and the members of thP Kirby family talked for quite a while, Dick Slater the main subject of conversation. The general told many stories of the wonderful things that bad been don<> by the Liberty Boys and especia lly by their captain, nnd the hearers coulcl not refrain from expressing th<>lr wonder nnd admiration. '' 1'he Liberty Boy s must indeed be daring youths," said Ur. Kirby. "So they are, l\Ir. Kirby, and that is the reason I asked permission to keep thf' prisone r in your house during the night. I should have felt I.lad he been left outside, even though surrounded by hundreds of British soldiers; for the Liberty Boys are cunning and resourceful, and might hnve succeeded In rescuing him." "I don't see bow they could have possibly done so, sir; but since you will feel Qetter about it, I am glad that' he is in the house." Florence seemed to be listening intently to all that was said, and occasi onally slle said something; but she was doing a l ot of thinking as well. She was trying to devise some plan for effecting the re'scue of the prisoner, or of setting him free. It was a very difficult problem, however; indeed she almost gave up, more than on c e, but after a few moments wonld find herself again bnsy trying to think up some plan that gave promise of being successful. . And at last she was successful; at least she thought of a plan which she hoped might be successful. It was worth while trying It, anyhow. Having come to n d ecis ion, the girl entered into the con •ersatlon mor e freely. for she was nrrald her preoccupied manner mi-ht be noted, and suspicions be aroused, which she wished to avo id , as it would endanger the success of her plan. At last the general signified n wish to r etire. and just as he was stnrtin. g upstairs with J\Ir. Kirby, who was to show the guest to his room, Florence said: "One moment, General Cornwallis. I have just thought of. something, and tllink I had better speak to you about It." wwhat Is It. i\1iss Florenc e'!" the general asked, whlle l\!r. and "Irs. Kirby looked at het wonderingly. "I wish to t e ll you about au unfortunate peculiarity ot mine. said Flo rence. "It is this: I am what it known as u sleep-walker: that Is to I often get up in the middle o f the night, slip out of the house and go ol'l' for long walks In the timber. I usually I.lave those spells when there has been ('OnsidE'rnble excitement, as is the case this evening; l am afraid I may h tl.ve one of those spells again, and In that case, there is danger that some of your sentinels may shoot me. I wlsll to ask that you instruct them not to do so.• , Tl.le general looked surprised, and was about to ask a ques tion, but Kirby, her mother' s fears aroused, hastened to corroborate her daughter's statement, and she begged that the general would instruct the sentinels nnd soldiers in general not to fire upon the girl, should she have one of her spells and wander out in the night on a sleep-walking tour. "This is rather a strange affair," the general said; "but I have heard of such things before, and I will instruct my sentinels not to fire upon any ono until they have investi gated thoroughly, and to under no circumstances fire upon uny woman." "Thank you, General Cornwallis," said I<'lorence, gratefully. "I may not have 1t spell, but if. I should have, then there will be no danger that the sentinels will shoot me." The general summoned his orderly, and told lllm lo 1:0

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. to the officers and explain about the sleep-walking girl, and caution them to not let the sentries fire upon her. in case she should appear. He ordered, further, that the soldiers in general should be instructed regarding the affair. Then he went to his room and to bed, and the orderly hastene d out to carry out the Instructions given him. The sentinels and soldle1s in general thought it a very'.odd affair, and many of them laughed at the idea of any one vrnlkfng in their sleep. Others, however, had heard of it, and the doubters were forced to acknowledge that there was something in it. "I'd rather see her do the walking in her sleep, though," said one . . "Seeing ls believing, you know, and after I have seen it once , then I shall be better able to accept it as an actual fact. " • • • • • • • • Dick Slater sat on the edge of the bed, in the dark room, and thought deeply for the spnce 1 of nearly an hour after be ing left alone. He pondered long and seriously, and could not think that was any chance for him to make his escape. "Neither does there seem to be the least chance for my brave Liberty Boys to rescue me," he said to himself; "I am right in the middle of the British encampment, and it would be an Impossibility for the boys to get at me . " Then he thought of Florence Kirby. "She is a brave and noble-hearted girl," he told himself; "and she would set me free, if she could do so; but she can't, and that is all there Is to that." The youth thought the matter over from every point of view, and came to the conclusion that his case was hopeless, and that he was doomed to die by the bullets of the British. "I see no possible chance for me to escape," he said; and then, with a phllosophical composure that he had acquired during the five years he had b ee n In the army, he lay down and went to sleep. Suddenly Dick awoke with a start. H e had heard his name spoken, and he was so accustomed. to sl eep ing "with one ear open," as the saying ls, th11.t it to ok but very little time to awaken him. He lay still and listened, the thought having come to him that it was possible he had been dreaming, and that he had not been awakened by some one calling his name, after all. He soon learned that he was not mistQ.ken In thinking be had beard some one call him, however, for he now heard the voice again, .and this time, immediately after hearing his name called, he felt a hand on his arm. He was awake now, and with a thrlll recognized the voice as being that of Florence Kirby. "I have come to ofl'.er you a chance to escape, Captain Slater," the girl replied, in a tremulous whisper. "I shall be only too glad to take advantage of any chance, no matter how slim it may be," was the reply; "but I fear I cannot escape, for I am in the middle of the British encampment, and I don't think it possible to run the gauntlet of the sentinels." "I think that I have arranged it so it will be possible to do so," was the reply; "but wait till I have freed your hands; then I wlll explain." She went to work, and soon had the rope binding Dick's wrists untied. He worked his arms up and down, until he got the blood to circulating, and then said: "Now explain, Miss Florence." "Very well, Captain Slater; I wlll do so. Here ls an old dress of mine, and a bonnet; you are not much taller than I am, and they wlll flt you after a fashion. You are to don these, and then walk boldly out of the house and straight through the encampment and to the timber." "But the sentinels will stop me," said Dick, in surprise. , "I don't think they will. You wil! have to take the risk, and then she explained that the sentinels and sol diers generally had be e n warned that she was a sleep-walker, and that they would probably not interfere with him, but might follow, to see where he would go. When Dick had grasped the possibilities of the plan, he complimented the girl. "You are Indeed the smartest girl I have ever seen!" he declared. "That is one of the finest schemes that I have heard of, and your thinking of it, and preparing the sentinels for the appearance of the s leep-walker, was a stroke of genius. I believe that I shall succeed in escaping. One thing Is sure; if they wait t!ll I get to the timber before saying anything to me, I will escape, for I will make tracks at such a rate tbat they won't have any chance at all to Qll'." "I hope that you may succeed in escaping!" was the earnest reply. "Now, don the dress and bonnet as quickly as pos sible, and come into the sitting-room; I will have the door unbarred, and alJ you will have to do will be to walk out." "Yery well," said Dick, and then be heard the footsteps of the girl as she left the r oom. He at once began the work of donning the dress a:nd bonnet. He had once or twice, in years gone by, donned his sisters dress, for sport, and so now he did not have much difficulty in getting the dress on, after a fashion. The bonnet, of course, was not troublesome to put on. "'!'here," he thought; "I guess that will do. The clothes are too small, but may pass muster in the gloom of the night If I am seen." He stole out into the sitting-room and made hfs way to the front door, he having no difficulty in doing this, even in the darkness, as he remembered the location of the door. "Are. you ready?" asked Florence, her voice trembling; of course she spoke in a whisper. ' "Ready," replied Dick. "But before I go I must thank you, Miss Florence, for what you have done for m e. I shall never forget It, or you, I assure you." . "You are welcome, and more than welcome," was th,e re ply. "I wish I could insure your escape, but of course I can't do that." "You ha•e done quite enough as It is, and I feel certain that I shall escape. Well, good-by." "Good-by; and I pray that you may escape in safety." "Thank you." Then as the girl gently opened the door, Dick stepped boldly through the doorway, and pulled the door shut be hind him . He did not hesitate, but walked boldly and steadily away, turning his head neither to the right nor to the left. It was a fairly dark night, but it was possible to see a human form a distance of thirty or forty yards. There were se•eral campfires, also, and t hey threw out some light, though they were burning low. Dick turned the corner of the house and walked toward the timber, two hundred yards distant. .A.11 around him the redcoats were sleeping-hundreds of them. And not far distant, one on the right hand and one on the left hand, were two sentinels. Dick directed his course so as to pass about half-way be tween them, and walked slowly, but steadily, onward. Would they bait him and detect the fact that it was the prisoner making bis escape? Or would they let him pass onward, tllinking him to be the sleep-walker, and sim.ply follow, in order to see where he would go? The success or failure of his plan to escape depended on which of these two things the sentinels did. CHAPTER VII. THE ESO.APE. As may be supposed, Dick was on the anxious-seat, so to speak. He was on a great strain. Should the sentinels halt him and detect that he was not the girl, his chances of making his escape would be very slim indee"-, for he was still In the middle of the encampment, and a single cry from a sentinel would cause hundreds of soldiers to leap up instantly, ready to seize him. The sentinels had seen him, he knew, and when he had gone a little way, he heard one call across -to the other, in a cautious voice: "Jove! there's the sleep-walking girl, sure enough, Bill! " "That's right," was the reply. "I didn't more than half believe in such things, but now I guess I will have to believe." "Yes; shall we halt her and wake her up?" "No; let's let her go on. She'll come back presently." "Very well; likely it would frighten her if we were to awaken her, and she found herself out here in the encamp ment." './ "That's what I think." "Much obliged, gentlemen," thought Dick. "Jove, I'm glad you are so considerate." The sound of the sentinels' voices awakened several soldiers, who sat up and looked around them. "What's the troubJ'e?" asked one, of the nearest sentinel.

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THE LIRERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. "Yonder goes the sleep-walking girl!" the sentinel replied. The soldiers stared in amazement. "By Jove! that's a fact," said one. "Yes; it is, as sure as you live," from another. "Hadn't you b etter stop her and wake her up?" asked a third. "No; we have decided to Jet her go on, as it might frighten her to awaken her out here." "That's so. They say that a sleepwalker always goes back to bed all right, and as a rule never knows anything about the matter in the morning." "I guess that is the truth." Again Dick drE'W a long breath of relief. He had feared that the sentinels might reconsider their decision not to awaken the supposed girl, but now he judged that all would be well. "This is luck," he said to himself. "Jove, what a genius that girl is! She is as smart as a whip!" "Say, boys," said one of the soldiers who had been awak ened by the sentinels' voices, "let's follow her and see where she goes." This seemed to meet with favor, and one replied, promptly: "All right. Let's do so." "I have a curiosity to see where she goes, and how far she will walk while asleep." "So have I; and, then, she might walk right into danger of some kind, and we would be on hand to render her assistance." "So we would. Well, come along, but don't get too close, as we might awaken her." The soldiers got up and walked along after Dick, keeping about one hundred feet behind. "I am much obliged to you for being so Interested in my welfare," thought Dick; "but I would have preferred that you remained in the camp." He could not tell them so, however, as he was supposed to be a girl, walking in her sleep; so he kept on going In the same steady way. "I can make my escape, once I get into the timber," the youth told himself. "I wish I had some weapons, however. I feel without them." Of course his weapons had been taken away from him as soon as he was captured. "I won't have to go long without weapons, however. I would be willing to wager something on that, " thought Dick. "I'll warrant my Liberty Boys are not far away." He was right in thinking this, as we know. In fact, just within the edge of the timber, one hundred and. fifty yards distant, the Liberty Boys were at that very moment crouching, gazing up the slope at the approaching girl-as they supposed it was-and at the pursuing redcoats, in wonder and amazement. They could not think what It meant. Closer and closer came Dick, in his disguise, and after him came the soldiers to the number of half a dozen. "Say, boys," said Bob Estabrook, who was In command of the force, "we will capture those six redcoats, and then see who the girl is and why she is walking around In that fashion at this time of night." "But we had better withdraw to a greater distance from the British encampment, haan't we?" remarked Sam San derson. "Some of those redcoats will likely let out a yell or two when we seize them, and then the whole camp will be aroused." "That wouldn't matter," replied Bob. "They couldn't catch us in tho timber and darkness." "Perhaps not; but it wm be safer to retire a ways, I think." "I guess you are right about that, and we will divide our force into two parties, and when the girl comes in between us we will move along, keeping even with her, until we are a quarter of a mile or so into the timber, and then we will wait for the redcoats and nab them." The youths drew apart, they having divided Into two par ties of fifty each, and when the supposed girl entered the timber they moved along, keeping pace with Dick. So cautious were the youths that even Dick, keen-eared though he was, did not hear them. But the bonnet, which covered his ears, restricted his hearing somewhat. Dick would have made a dash for liberty sooner, but he feared the dress-skirt might impede his flight, and that the redcoats might succeed in overtaking him. Then a thought struck him: Why not doff the dress? It was so dark in the timber that he did not believe his pur.i;:i.crs could make out what he was doing. Then, with the dress out of the way, he would be ready to make a dash for freedom. He would not be afraid of being overtaken. put his plan into e ffect at once, and had just doffed the dress and bonnet when he heard the noise of a struggle, intermingled with which were muffled cries. Dick was shrewd and quick-witted, and he at once leaped to the conclusion that his Liberty Boys were near at hand. :'I'll wager that is Bob and the boys, and that they have leaped upon the redcoats and are making prisoners of them," he said to himself, and, still carrying the dress and bonnet, he stole in the direction of the noise. He was right. The Liberty Boys had leaped upon the six redcoats, and had managed to make prisoners of them, and gag them before they could make any noise that could be heard at the encampment. The affair had taken place right in the •center of a little glade, and so it was possible for Dick to see the shadowy forms of the Liberty Boys and their prisoners. He had just taken up his position at the edge of the glade when he heard a voice say: "Well, Mark, we have got the redcoats tight and fast; let us see what has become of the girl." "That's Bob's voice," said Dick to himself, and then he stepped forward, and in a few moments was in the midst of the youths. "How are you, boys?" he greeted, and the instant his voice was heard there was a chorus .of delighted exclamations, though In low voices, so that they would not be heard at the British encampment. "It's Dick!" "Great guns! It Is, for a fact!" "Oh, glory!" "Dick has escaped!" "Dick is free!" Such were a few of the exclamations, and in an Instant, almost, the Liberty Boy was surrounded, and a dozen were trying to shake hands with him at the same time. "Don't shake me to pieces, boys," laughed Dick. "Say, old man, how In the world did you manage to make your escape?" asked Bob, eagerly. Strange to say, not a single one of the Liberty Boys had as yet been struck with the idea that Dick might have been the supposed girl. "Why, I just walked 9ut of the house and through the en campment and into the timber," replied Dick. "And they dfdn't try to stop you?" exclaimed Mark Mor rison. "No." "Well, that Is the strangest thing I ever heard of. How did you do it?" "Why, I was dressed up as a girl." Exclamations escaped the lips of the Liberty Boys." "What is that?" "Was that girl you?" "Great guns!" "Say, that was a spl endid scheme, wasn't it?" "It worked to perfection, too!" "So it did," agreed Dick. "It not only enabled me to make my escape, but it resulted in the capture of half a dozen redcoats besides." The six prisoners groaned dismally; they could not speak, being gagged. They understood, now, that they had been made the victims of a clever scheme; but the knowledge had come too late to do them any good. "I judge that we had better move away from here," said Dick. "We are too close to the British encampment for ab solute safety, and I can explain as we go." They at once set out, and moved away through the timber, the prisoners in their midst. And as they went, Dick told how he had managed to escape. The prisoners heard and understood, of course, and while the Liberty Boys were delighted by the clever manner in which their young commander had made his escape, the red c'Oats were greatly chagrined, and mentally chided themselves for having been taken in so easily. Bob Estabrook and the rest of the Liberty Boys voted Florence Kirby to be a trump, for the part she had taken in the affair. "Jove, if I didn't already have a sweetheart up in New York State, I would come back here and try and win that girl! " said Bob. "She will be a prize for the man that gets her." "I gathered from what I heard In the house that she al ready has a sweetheart," said Dick. "He is a patriot and

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10 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. that Is how it happens that she, the daughter of a Tory, is a patriotic girl." '"All right. I'm glad of that," said Bob. 'But lle'll have to b e a mighty good man to deserve such , a girl as that." Half an hour later the Liberty Boys were in the main en campment, they thinking it safelj to go there than to remain in their own camp, which was much nearer the British en campment. CHAPTER VIII. AN ANGRY OFFICER. The B ritish sentinels watched the six soldiers till they had followed the supposed girl sleepwalker to and into the timber, and then, as their comrades disappeared from sight, they turned their attehtion to their work once more. They did not for one moment suspect that the suppose d girl was other than what she seemed, and they confidently expected to see her return presently, with the soldiers fol lowing. They attended to their work of pacing their beats and keep tng a sharp lookout, for half an hour or so, and then they began to wonder why the girl and their comrades did not return. "Jove! that girl muSt have gone a long way," said one to the other, as they came near each other on their beats. < •I should say so," was the reply. "The boys have been gone more than half an hour, haven't they?" "I should think It that long, or longer." "Well, they will surely be back soon." "Yes; I suppose so." , t ' They resumed their work of pacing their beats, and kept it up for another half !:\'Our, at Wast. Then they paused and again discussed the matt\fr of .-f.he long-continued absence of the supposed girl and their comrrtdes. "I don't like the looks of tl;lings," Said one. "Neither do I," from the other. "It begins to look to me as though something had happened." "That's what I think." •But I don't know what it could be." "No; unless some rebels have followed our army, and were lurking near and captured the boys." "That thought had struck me." ''What do yo think? Shall we call the officer of the guard and report to him?" "I think we had b etter do so." They called the officer of the guard and reported the matter to him. He at once said there must be something wrong, and hastened off to awaken one of the o fficers . He did not think the matte r of sufficient importance to justify his having the general awakened. . He went to the tent of a colonel and awakened him. When the officer was awake enough to understand, the officer of the guard explained the matter, and asked what should be done. "Why, I'll take a party and go in search of the men," was the reply; "and, if they have been gone an hour or more, something has happened to them. And I don't believe any s)eepwalking girl, no matter how sound asleep she might be, would keep on walking for that length of time. There must be something wrong." "I thought so, sir; my idea was that some rebels might have been lurking around, and that they saw the soldiers and captured them." " I'm afraid something o! the kind has happened." The colonel soon had a party of twenty men up, and they set out, going in the direction taken by the six soldiers, the two sentinels pointing out the way. Acting under orders from the colonel, the soldiers spread out, wing fashion, to take in a bigger scope of territory, and they moved onward through the timber, keeping a sharp loo\rnut for their missing comrades or the supposed girl. They searched two hours at least, and not a sign of the missing peopl e was to be s ee n. Finally the officer gave it up, and ordered that they return to the encampment. "I don't understand this," he said, as they walked along. "I am confident that something has happened to the soldiers who followed the girl; and something has certainly happened to her, or she would have been back long ago." The men concurred in this view of the case. The colone! thought the matter over, and d eci ded upon his coarse. There would be no use looking for the missing men and girl any more during the night. The only thing to do was to wait till morning, and make a search by daylight. This would give them a better chance of discovering what had become of their comrades and the girl. This plan was carried out. The colonel and the members of the party tbat had gone on the searching expedition lay down and went to sleep. 'l'hey were up early the next morning, however, and the colonel made his way to the house where General Cornwallis had his quarters, and knocked on the door. It was opened l>y Mr. Kirby, who invited him to enter. He did so, and was given a cordial greeting by the general, who was up, and seated in front of the fireplace. "What -ls it, Colonel Martin?" aske' d Cornwallis, who saw by the expression on the officer's face that he had something to report. The colonel at once plunged into the affair, and toid all, in as few words as possible. As he listened, a peculiar, startled look appeare d in the eyes of General Cornwallis, and he ca:st several perturbed looks in the direction of the kitchen, where Mrs. Kirby and the two girls were busily at work getting breakfast. "Do I understand you to say that the girl sleepwalker was seen to leave the encampment last night, colonel?" the general asked, in a strained, unnatural voice, when the other had finished. "Yes, sir; and the six soldiers followed, to see where she would go, and none of them have been seen since." General Cornwallis was silent a few minutes, and then said; slowly and impressively: "Still, for all that, the girl in question is out there in the kitchen at tb.is very moment helping her mother get breakfast." Colonel Marlin stared, and a look o! amazement and in credulity appeared on his face. "Impossible!" he exclaimed. The general frowned. "I am stating what I know to be true," he said, sternly. "I beg your pardon," said the colonel; "I meant that simply a s an exclamation of astonishment, and not in the sense o! doubting your statement." ' Without another word General Cornwallis rose and strode across the room to the door which opened into the room in >rhich Dick had been placed. He opened the door and looked in. Of course the room was empty. "I knew it," he said, in a voice of forced calmness; "the prisoner is gone-has made his escape!" "How did he manage to escape?" asked the colonel, won deringly. "lt is all plain to me now," was the r ep ly; "it was a simple plan, but was clment unchal lenged." "You don't mean to tell me that--" "The suppos e d sleep-walking girl that the sentinels and soldiers saw, and whom the latte r followed, was Dick Slater? Yes, I do mean to say that very thing! We have been fooled, and very nicely, too." "You mean that the girl herself planned the thing, and put it through successfully, General Cornwallis?" in wonder ing tones. "I do." "What will yon do with her?" "I don't know; nothing, though, I suppose. She is .only a girl, and her parnnts are loyal people, who do not approve or their daughte r being a patriot. No; I do not see how I can punish her-and then, I am to blame myself. I should have suspected something when she told me about being a sleepwalker." Mr. Kirby had left the sitting-room immediately after Colonel Martin as he supl}osed the offic ers would wish to talk in private, so he heard nothing that had been said, and had no suspicion of what was in the wind. Florence suspected, however, and kept a sharp lookout. She had heard some of the conYersation, and had seen the general op e n the door of the room Dick had been in, and she knew that h e was now in possession of tbe knowledge that the prisoner had escap.ed.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. 11 "And he will know that I am responsible tor Dick Slater's escape, I am confident," thought Florence; "goodness, I em frightened! I wonder if he will have me shot or hanged?" Mr. Kirby had gone out to the stables to feed the horses, but h&d returned just as 'the two officers were discussing the matter ot what should be done with the girl. Hearing Mr. Kirby come in, General Cornwallis lifted up his voice and called out: "Mr. and Mrs. Kirby and both you glrls come in here a moment, please." Florence knew what was coming, and turned pale, but she was a brave girl, and walked in with the others and faced the great British general unflinchingly. Mr. and Mrs. Kirby and Fanny saw that the general was angry, but they had no suspicion of what had caused him to be in that condition. The presence of Colonel Martin had something to do with it, they supposed. They were not kept long In suspense. The general told them that the prisoner had escaped, and that Florence had aldd him to do so, explaining how she had done it. As he talked, Mr. Kirby grew pale, and Mrs. Kirby burst into tears, "Oh, Florence, what have you done?" she sobbed; "now we shall all be hanged!" "There, General Cornwallis," said Fannie, with consider able spitefulness and not a little triumph In her TOice, "what do you think of the rebel girl now? I guess you are not so well please d with her as you were yesterday evening." The general' frowned, and Mr. Kirby said, sternly: "Keep still, Fannie; you talk too much, and always say things that are not calculated to make matters more pleasant." General Cornwallis looked sternly at Florence and said: "What have you to say for yourself, Miss Florence?" The girl shook her head. "I can say nothing in my defense, sir," she said in as firm a voice as she could .command. "I set the free, and aided him to escape, Just as you stated, and I am not only not sorry that I did so, but am glad, and r would do it again. I do not mean to be Impudent, General Cornwallis," she added, as a frown came over the general's face, "but I feel this way about It: Dick Slater is a valuable man to the cause of liberty and independence, and as I am a strong patriot I would be willing to sacrifice my life that his might be for he can aid the great cause, while I can do. nothing. I am ready to accept whatever punishment you wish to inll.ict upon me, sir." The generr.l shook his head slowly. "I shall inflict no punishment upon you, Miss Florence," he said. "I am sorry, very sorry, that the prisoner escaped, You, being a patriot, did exactly what yon thought was right. I am angry with myself for permitting myself to be so easily deceived. You played your game so cleverly, however, that I did not suspect, and you may set it down as a fact that It is the first time that G eneral Cornwallis was ever outwitted by a girl. Indeed, few generals have ever bN•n able to deceive or get the better of me. I admire you even more than I did last evening, Miss Florence, for your courage, but I condemn your act most severely." Fannie's face lengthene d. She had expected that her sister would receive a severe reprimand, at least, and here the great British general was not punishing her at all. It was very galling. "Florence bas always been lucky," Fannie said to herself, bitterly. "No matter what she does, she always seems to come out all right, and receives compliments instead of repri mands." Mr. and Mrs. Kirby were delighted to know that their daughter was not to be punished, and they thanked the general again and again for being so_ lenient with her. "Say no more, my friends,'' said Cornwallis; "you have a daughter to be proud of, although I don't like what she did. Kindly serve breakfast as soon as possible, Mr. Kirby, and lay an extra plate, please, for Colonel Martin." "Probably they were concealed near the camp last night, and saw our men coming, and lay in wait for and captured them,." suggested C , olonel Martin. "I judge that is just what happened," agreed the general. " I will send out scouts immediately after breakfast, and learn whetber there is a 'rebel force in the neighborhood. " As soon as breakfast was over, the general gave the order, and a dozen scouts went out. An hour later one ot them returned with the report that the entire rebel army was encamped within a mile and a half of them. "I knew it," said the general; "it looks as though General Gree11e were determined to chase us, in return for the way we chased Morgan and his men." "It looks that way," said the colonel. Mr. Kirby and his wife and daughters had but little to say; they felt that they were not called upon to take part in the conversation, as It was In the nature ot a council betwe. t entertained tor a moment. When the army was the front ranks were begin ning to move, Generals,Cornwa}-f.ls bade the Kirbys good-by, sternly warned Florence to not let her patriotic impulses lead her to do anything rash In the future, and mounting his horse rode away. It was an hour before the rear guard marched away, and when all had gone Mrs. Kirby drew a breath of relief, and said: "Goodness! but I am glad they have gone! I was afraid that the general might change his mind and decide to punish Florence for what she did last night, after all." "Oh, I wasn't a bit afraid of anything of the kind," said Fannie, peevishly. "No matter what Florence does, she comes out with flying colors, and receives compliments Instead ot reprimands from the very people she has worked against." "I supp ose you wanted General Cornwallis to have me shot, Fannie," said Florence. "No; but I think you should have been punished In some manner." "What would you have had them do-tie me up and whip me?" "Well, you n eede d some kind of punishment; look what you did. You might have cause d General Cornwallis to order rather shot or hanged; or to have his soldiers burn our home." . "Well, he did neither; so there Is no need of discussing what he might have done." Fannie was not feeling very well satistied, however, and she kept picking at Florence and trying to quarrel with her, but without much success. Florence felt so happy over hav ing aided the noted patriot spy, Dick Slater, to escape, that she was willing to pass over most that her sister said, though she made many verj-spiteful remarks. * * 1):: * (t • • • When morning came, and the patriot soldiers learned that D!ck Slater had escaped from the British and was back in the encampment, they were delighted. General Greene was greatly pleased and at once sent word CHAPTER IX. for the youth to report to him In his tent. DICK AGAIN AT THE KIRBY HOME. tor General Greene thought While they were eating breakfast, the matter of the disapa great deal of the br:;i.ve Liberty Boy. pearance of the six redcoats who had followed the supposed "Tell me how you managed to make your escape, Dick," girl out or the encampment In the night was discussed at he said; "or did your Liberty Boys manage to r escue you?" length. 1 "No," replied Dick; "I don't b elieve the boys could have "I think it is quite clear that there are rebels in this Yi ever succeeded in rescuing me." cinity," said General Cornwallis. "Without doubt they are "Then you succeeded in escaping unaided?" no others than the Liberty Boys, who would naturally follow "No: I had assistance," and then Dick told the story or us and try to rescue their commander." how he had been set free by a patriot girl, the daughter o f a

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]2 THE LIBERTY BOYS AXD GENERAL GREENE. Tory, In whose house General Cornwallis had taken up his quarters for the night. "Well, I must say that the girl is a brave one, and about the most clever maiden that I have ever heard of!" ex claimed General Greene, in a 'Voice filled with admiration. "You are right, sir," said Dick, earnestly; "it was indeed a very clever plan, and was well carried out, so far as the girl's part of it was concerned." "Yes; and your part, also." While Dick was In the tent a patriot scout came in and said that the British were ma.king preparations to march, and so General Greene gave the order for his men to get ready also. In addition to the pleasure Dlok's escape afford e d the gen eral, he delighted to know that six redcoats had been cap tured. Dick merely laughed, however, and '3aid: "You are a lady, and privileged, Miss Fannie; some day you will learn that your good King George is a tyrant, and when the people of America are free-as they surely will be before long-you will no doubt become the wife of one of those 'traitors' whom you now so 'despise.' " "Never!" the young girl declared; "if I don't get a husband till I wed a traitor to the king, then I shall remain single all my life. " The main army was approaching now, and so Dick bade tho Klrbys good-by. He thanked Florence again, and ex p:-rssed the hope that they might meet again at some future day. "I hope so, Captain Slater," was the reply. Just as he was about to turn away, a tall, handsome young man of perhaps twenty-01.1e or twenty-two years came around the corner of the house. "We wm chase Cornwallis to the coast. if ho goes that tar," the general ;53.id: "and we wlll worry him, and watch "Henry!" exclaimed Florence; and then she blushed crim-our chances, and strike straggling parties and make captures son and look ed confused. wherever possible." "That Is the way to do," agreed Dick. CHAPTER X. nu; BRITISH REACH WILMIXG'rON. "An hour later the army was on the move, and as the road was muddy still, the progress \\as slow, and it was not until an hour after the British had left the Kirby home that the patriot army appeared in sight of the place. Fannie happened to be standing In the door, and was the The newcomer was Henry Wardlow, the girl's patriot lover, first to catch sight of the patriots. and she introduced him to Dick Slater, who grasped his hand "Yonder come Florence's dear frie nds, the rebels!., she and shook it heartily. cried; "now, In return for setting one of their number free, The young man had an eager look in his eyes, and he asked: they w111 no doubt burn our house down and perhaps kill "Are you jnst starting away from this part of the country, all of us; save her!" Captain Slater?'' "Oh, dear, I fear you are right, said her mother, "Yes," was the reply. who had been on such a ner"f>US strai n dt:ring the time that "I wish to ask you ii question. Will you let me join your General Cornwallis was there, owing to the fact that Florence company of Liberty Boys'?" was a patriot, that she was easily alarmed. "Certninly. I shnll b e g lad to haYc you do so. HaYe you "D 't b l d a on e aarme, my dear," sl\.ld . Mr. Kirby, soothingly; but it oYer home, half a mile from here." "I do not think there is much !liinger that the rebels will do us harm." . ,, """!'II, we rau't stop here and 'vait for rou; but if you "I am sure that they will not, father," said Florence, conn-is h to join us, cm1 go home, get your llo\'se. and easily oYertako us.,. fidently. "I would trm:t the patriots much quicker than I "Yen well. aml thank YOU. 'l'bat is whttt I will do." would the British, for they are our own people, while the "Yerr irood... The n ;Yith :::nother to the membf'r s British are not." . i h Dick Slater and his Liberty Boys were in the lead, and o f the family. Diek w ent out to the road, mounted h s orse, they soon came to a stop In front of the Kirby house. anrl the Liberty Bors i:od e uway. "Now, boys," said Dick, in a low voice; "I want you to Henry 'i'ardlow nnrl the members of the Kirby family went take off your hats, bow to that girl standing on the right of into the house, ;111d the two, Henry and Florence, were left the man, and then you are to swing your bats and give three together in the sitting-1oom, and Faunie going cheers for her. She is the girl that set m e free." into thl' kitchen , w hi le :Hr. Kirby wcut out to the stable. Flore>nce t o ld Henry that she approYcd of his course in Instantly every youth doffed his hat and bowed low In the joini.ug thl' Liberty Boys. and then, after tlley had talked as direction of Florence, who blushed with pleasure and cononlY :rnenll eurl,; who are about to be partecl can talk, he fusion, but had presence of mind enough to bow in return. e'minaC'ed Florence nnd took bis departure . "Three cheers for Miss Florence Kirby, the sweetest, bravest Ile linsteuecl to his home, bridled nnr l saddled his horse, girl in North Carolina!" cried Dick, in a ringing voice, and armed himself. hntle to his 1iarcnts nnd sister, and the Liberty Boys gave utterance to the cheers with a will. m otm ting. rnrlc h:wk to tb<' Kirb:r home. "Jove! those are fine-looking young follows!" said Mr. IIe stoppf'd :t few minute:::. not clismonntinf;. Florence Kirby, admiringly. '! 'hey made such a handsome showing coi:-•ing out to tbP ;.:ate to t:lll{ ;0 him. and th!.'n with a goodthat he could not help noting it. Then, too, he was impresse d b e ro(lr favorably by the fact that they were honoring his daughter, Hnlt: an llour later he l'Unght up witll tile party of Liberty which was, cf course, natural. for t!Jcy hart. not ridden out of a walk. Mrs. Kirby drew a long breat h of relie f also, but Fann le nick lHHl told (be> y0ntll:; w e r e to b:i>e n 11ew recruit, did not look happy or pleased. Everything was still going the R\YC'etheart or the hr:we patriot g-irl who had aided him Florence's way, and this did not suit her at all. to e>
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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GE -ER.c\.L GREENE. 13 came to tbe conrluslon tbat the British were heacling for Wilmiugton. Wilmington was on tbe Atlantic coast. and was now about fifty miles distant. It was the only town of any size in the direction in which the redcoats were going, so it was decided that Wilmington must be the intended destination of Cornwallis. Tbe Lihert.v Boys kept close upon the heels of the B1itlsb after that and made several attempts to strike the rear guard a blow. Once they rncceeded in killing sel"eral and wounding others, aucl this gave them some satisfaction. It made th<' British angry. and they stopped and formed In line of battle. General Greene, as soon as he saw tills maneu>er on tbe enemys part, ordered that an advance be made. The patriots obeyed the order, and marched toward the British slowly but steadily. They were witbin half a milP. The British opened fire with their field-pieces, but their shots went wide, for the most part, but very little damage being done. The blood of the patriot soldiers was up, and they kept on advancing, slowly but steadily. and the British generals saw that there would be a battle if they stood tlleir ground. The fact of the matter was that their position was not a _strong one. and General Cornwallis did not wish to engage in a battle if he could help it. The stand and the firing of the field-pieces bad been done more as a tbreat than any thing else, in the hope that the patriots would become frightened and stop. This they did not do, however, and the result was that Cornwallis ordered his army to resume the march. The British soldiers obeyed promptly, for they were not eager for n battle, and soon the entire British force was mar<'hing onward. WhPn the patriot soldiers saw this, they set up a ohorus of yells, and gave chase. They gradually drew nearet' the rear columns of the Brlt l sb, anc1 at last were close enough so that they felt they mlg'ht be able to bring down some of the enemy; a volley of was fired, and seYeral of the British fell. This caused Cornwallis to order a halt once more, and agn.in the British formed for battle. The soldiers under the Britif'h general were in the main olcl veterans, and it was a beautiful sight to witness the celerity and precision of their mo1ements. They were soon in position, and as they were much strongltt posted than had been the case before, the patriots were ordered to stop, and not advance any farther. From these positions a desultory firing was kept up for an hour or more, and then the British again marched away. There was no further clashing that day, but on the next t.here was a repetition of it, and several patriot soldiers were killed and wounded, but twice as many British soldiers went down. There was no doubt at all as to tbe intended destination of the British. It was only about eighteen miles to Wilmington, and the next days march would land the army there. "I wish we could bring about a battle to-morrow," said General Greene. "I fear that it Cornwallis gets into Wilmington we will not get a chance at him soon again." "Let's force them to engage in a battle," said one of the officers. A number were In favor of doing this-practically all, in fact. • 'l'he trouble will be in forcing them to fight us," said Dick Slater. who was a member of the council. "I am sure that General Cornwall!s does not wish to engage in another real battle with us." "That Is what I think," agreed General Greene; "but perhaps we may be able to drive them to it." :Next day the patriots did make an attempt to bring-olynt n battle, but it was useless. The British were too n " lJc haYen for which they had been heading. They ' " yr to rest and take things easy for a while, and they would n o t Whene>er the patriots crowded upon their rear, they would fire >olleys and then retire, and in tllis manner they worked and firing after 1olley into the right fianj>. of the enemy, but not a great deal of damage was inflicted. About five o'clock in the afternoon the British marched into Wilmington. 11u, d seeing that it was useless to follow farther, Genernl Greene gave the order to halt and retire. H<' had noti<'ed a ' nice place for an encampment a couple of miles bark and tbe army retired to this ie them away, unless It was three or four times as strong. "We will stay here and see what Cornwallis decides to do," saic1 General Greene to his offifers that <'vening. "1 can't thlnk that it is his intention to stay here very long. He has come berc simply to rest, and take a look at the situ ation. That is my irlea." The other officers coincided with this view of the case. Tbe soldiers were tired. and were rather glad that the long chase after Cornwallis was endec1. They bul!t campfires and cooked their suppers. and then lay down upon their blankets and smoked, talked and took things easy. Tbe soldiers bad killed a beef, which tlH'Y had procure.cl at a farmhouse half a mile away up the road, and this was what bad formed the basis of their e>ening meal. The Liberty Boyi< bad not yet. eaten their suppPr. They bad no salt for the meat, and Dick had gone acrot' s the river to a house on the opposite shore to get :;;orne. An old boat had been found tied to a tree, and it would be easier and quicker to go to this house than to the one where the beef had been procured. When Dick reached the bouse he lrnocked on the door. and it was opened by u n mah, a ''rough-l ooki.ng, but evidently honest fellow. who said'.\ • I• 1 "How air ye, strangeJ.!"I Come"in." Dick entered and wasr told ' to be seated. "I haven't time," be replied. 'I belong over at the camp on the other side of the river, and I wished to see if I could buy some salt." )1 "Ye kain't buy enny, stranger." was the reply; "but ye kin hev all ye want fur nothin'. , . . . "Thank you, but I am willing to pay for it." "Thet don' matter; ye kain't pay. Ole woman , " lifting up his voice, "hyar's a stranger whut wants sum salt; how much kin ye spar' 'im ?" "Oh, er quart, I guess, Hank," was the reply from the other room, evidently a kitchen. "All right. Put et Inter er bag au' bring et hyar." A few moments later a woman appeared and nodded to Dick in a friendly manner. "I heerd ye say ye wuz frum ther camp on th er other side uv ther river," she said; "air ther sojers ov e r tbeer patriots?" "Yes, madam," replied Dick, as he took tbe bag of salt which she handed to him. "I'm glad uv thet," nodding her bead. "I don' like ther British, nur neether does Hank." "You are patriots, then?" "Yas; we air, an' we ain't ershamed ter own et, eetber." "I am very glad to hear you say :;;o, madam, and now, how much do I owe you for the l"alt?" "Nothin'." The Liberty Boy shook his head. "I don't want the salt tor nothing, " he said, and then he handed the woman a piece of. silver. "Waal, I'll take et, " she said; "but we don't want ennythin' frum er patriot." "But I do," said a stern voice from the doorway; "I want Mr. Patriot to throw up his hands!" , Dick whirled, to see a man dressed in a British uniform standing In the doorway. 1 In his hand was a cocked pistol, which was leveled f.ull at the Liberty Boy's head. CHAPTER XI. 'l'URNDlG THE TABLES ON THE REDCOATS. permit themselves to be forced Into a battle. I their way along toward Wilmington. "Hello! Who are you?" asked Dick. He was surprised, Perhaps a score of British soldiers _ were killed and wounded but did not seem nt all alarmed. The patriot and hil" wife. that day, and half as many patriots, but no battle took however, looked frightened. place. "I am a Britisll soldier," was foe arroga:it reply; ":rnd The Liberty Boys did some daring ";ork, they riding aroun' d you are my prisoner.,.

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14 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. "Am I?" Dick spoke in an innocent, gulleless manner. "Why don' ye foller 'Im in yer boat?" "Yes; up with your hands!" . "For the reason that in all probability I could not ca.tch "Why should I put my hands up?" him, and, too, it would be a hard job rowing back up against Dick was playing tor time, as be wanted to take the !el-the current." low by surprise. and evade capture. He was not the youth "Tbet's so; et would, fur er tack." to permit on e man to take him pris on e r and march him off "And I h:nen't bad my supper yet, and will go back to to the British h earlquarte r s . i f b e could h e lp it, and he camp at once, for I am hungry." thought it more than possibl e thn t he could. "D'ye want sum bacon ter take erlong?" the woman asked. "Been use I tell you to," was the re_ply. "Up with your "We hev got er lot more'n we kin eet, an' . ye're welcum ter hands, I say!" take sum uv et." Dick hesitated, and then said: "Yes; I'll take a side ot bacon along, gladly." "Well, wait till I put this bag down." "Ye git 'im wnn, Hank," to her husband. H e stoop e d ov e1 and plac e d the bag of salt on the floor. The man went into the smokehouse and came back with The ey e s of the redcoat w ere upo n him, of course, for he a nice side of bacon, which he hold onto, with the words, "I'll suspecte d that the ;vohth might make som e attempt to eskerry et down ter ther boat fur cape. In watching Dick, he neglected to watc h the man and '"!.'bank you," saicl Dick; "and thanks to you, madam, for woman of the house. Perhaps h e thought this not necessary; the bacon." he doubtless de emed them harmless. ''Ye're welcum." In this he was mi staken, for suddenly the patriot leaped "I must thank Y"t>u for sa"l"ing me from being captured, forward and knocked the pisto l out of the redcoat's band. sir," said Dick, gratefully. "If you hadn't knocked the pistol It flew n early to the ceiling, fell to the floor and was disout of the redcoat's hand, I should have either been forced charged. but tbe bullet, fortunately, struck the wall and no to surrE>nder, or I would hnve had to attack him .. " one was hit. "Theer's no doubt that he would be"I" shot ye bed ye at . The instant Dick saw the action of the patriot he leaped tacked 'im wblle be bed ther pistol In his ban'; thet's ther forward and made a grab at the redcoat. reason I knocked et out, an' as fur thet, ye're more'n welcum The fellow was quick, bowe"l"el', and threw himself back-ter what I done." ward, out through the open doorway. "I am under deep obligations to you," said Dick; "and If He realize d that his plan had failed, and that he c ould the chance should come my way, I shall do my best to e>eu not hope to capture the r e b e l , now that he was disarmed and up the score." on only equal terms with the man he had expected to cap"Oh, thet's all right." ture.. "By the way, I haven't learned your name," said Dick. Di c k was determined to capture the redcoat, it possible, "Hanle Munger is my name, an' ther ole woman's name ts and he bound e d through the doorway, and out into the yard. Hanner." Quick as be was, the bad leaped to his feet, and "I am glad to know your names. Mine Is Dick Slater." was just d isappearing around the corne r of the house. "'Ve'le heerd tell uv ye," said the woman, quickly. Dick bounden't ye?" fugitive, be call e d out, In a loud, threatening tone: "Yes .. " "Stop! Stop, or you are a dead man!" Then Dick took up the bag of salt and went along with 'fhe redcoat was d esperat e, h owever. He realized that If the man, after bidding Mrs. -Munger good-by. he stopped he would be take n to the patriot encampment a The patriot settler placed the side of bacon in the boat, pris on e r and as he was In r eality a spy, he f eared he . would and Dick did the same with the bag of salt; then he leaped b e summarily d ealt with-either shot or hanged at once. in, seated himself and took up the oars. The r e fore he was not Inclin e d to stop; he preferred to take Hank Munger pushed the boat out into the stream, and despe rate chances Instead, and as he was within twenty feet Dick called out a cheery good-by and rowed across the river. of the timbe r, which extended up from the river, he made He found several of the Liberty Boys awaiting him at up his mind to reach it if possible. the farther shore. H e began l eaping fro m side to side, In a zigzag manner, "What was that shooting about?" asked Bob Estabrook, and by so d o ing hoped to a \"'Old b elng hit, or at least seriously eagerly. wounded. ' "A redcoat tried to take me a prisoner," was the quiet Dic k was s o m ewhat angry on account of the manner in reply. wllich the fell o w bad come in and taken him by surprise and "Oh, that was it?" at n dlsad"l"':rnta ge, and made up his mind to shoot the fellow, "Yes." rather than ailow him to e scape. "But he didn't succeed, I see," with a grin. Realizing, tha t the redcoat was desperate and would not "No. He might have done so. however. had it not been stop, Dick ti.red. for the pa trtot settler over there," and Dick told him how There was a sharp cry from the man, and be was seen to Hank Munger bad knocked the pistol out of the redcoat's stagger, but h e h e could !!et good aim, no doubt about the redcont threw h 1 mi;elf ov e r ba ckward in the bottom of Diel you g e t the salt? aslced one, wbo was beginning to the b oat, and was on t of s i ght. fee! the pan:;;s of hunger. Afl the strf'am hnd r a ther a swift curre nt. the boat floated "Yes. and some bacon," sn.ld Dick. on down qnite rap idly, anr l w on .Id s oon b e out of ran"e "Hunah!" crie d Bou; "beef and bacon! We will ha"l"e a Dirk d id not fir e . a s i t w o ul d h a "l"e bee n a waste"' ot amfeast!" munition, f o r be could not ba"l"e damage d tbe man. Dick tied the boat to n tree, and then took up the side of "He i s wounde d, anyway, pNhaps seri o u s ly , " he told himbacon and handed it to Bob, who strode away with It; then s e lf. "I saw blood running down his fa ce." Dic k took np the b!l.g of salt, and the party made Its way H e turne d and walke d bac k t o the c abin of the patriots. up to the encampment, where they were besieged by their "Dld ye ketch ' Im?" tbe w oman a s k e d. eage rly. fellow soldiers. who wished to know whllt the Rhootlng had " Xo: he g o t away. " be e n about. "How did he manage et?" the mrrn a s k e d. Dic k and the other Liberty Boys who knew the told "He to bis b oat and went down the rive r." all, and the s olcliers the n wE>nt hrrck to their quarte rs. leav" D idn ' t y e hit ' im whe n ye s h o t at 'im?" in:::tbe youths to cook anrl ent their supper in peace. I have hlt h im-in the bead, I think, for his They did so, and the be0f and bacon made a meal for tile face was all bl o ody -when I saw him in the boat." .:voutbs that was enjoyed bugely.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. 15 "Say, lt wu lucky for you that the settler over yonder was a pattiot, Dick," i;aid B-0b. "Yes; so it wns. I am sorry I failed to capture the red coat. I should judge by the ability he displnycd in getting away, that he is an experien ed and succesE>ful spy, and it might have been a good haul bad I got him." "'Yell. you shn11 have the opportunity. but you know that he is an extremely hard man to get even with." "Bab! Ile is no more ahle or d:mgerous than hundreds of other rebels. 11e has to do two or three n_>ry good strokes of work, and the fact that there is a reward offered for his capture makes people think him more ir." finished be lay clown and went to .leep, for he did not intend "I shall do so. I shall keep scouts out all the time, and to start until after nightfall. I nm to s end Gabriel Sherfield out there again, on anWhen he had eaten supper that evening, and darknes3 had other expedition. Perhaps he mn:V have better luck settled OYer all, he went down to the river, got into a boat and next tlme. '' pulled slowly upstream. "Perhaps so. You see, be ran against Dick Slater the other It was a dark night, so he was not afraid of being seen from time, and that means trouble. as n rule.'' the shore, and be felt safe, so far as that was concerned. "So it d o es. 'J'hat fellow Slater bas caused tbe British army • It was hard 1York pulling against the current, but he made lots of trouble first and last. 1 wish I had had him shot or fnlr progress and at last pulled in to the west shore at a point at once when \\'e had him a prisoner up near Guilford." a quarter of a mile south from the cabin. "It would have been the best and safest thing to do.'' "One thing i s certain," said Sherfield to himself, with a de"Yes, but it is too late t think about it now. Orderly!" termined compi e:>sion of the lips, "whether I succeed in placing An orderly quickly appeared. this letter in Ueneral Greene's tent or not. I am going to 'get "Send Gabriel Sberflel
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16 THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. ment, and be knew that he would have to exercise great care if he was to avoid being discovered by the pa triot R entinels. He made several attempts to slip past the se ntinels, but was deterred each time by the fear that he ''ould be seen and-t:ap tured. He knew that to be captured meant he would be shot or hanged, and he had no wish to end 11is life in either manner. He was a perseYering fellow, however, and he bided bis time, trying to steal through at intervals, and ea.ch failure seemed to make him only the more determined. The night wore away, however, and as morning drew near he was still outside the lines, fuming and fretting at bis non success, but still determined to get through if possible. If he could get tbrougb the lines of the sentinels, he was sure be could reach the tent occupied by General Greene, for it was not far from the edge of the encampment and was in the deep shadow made by some tall trees. The faint rays of the moon did not reach the tent at all. At last the faint light made by the rising sun appeared in the east, and Sherfield that be would haYe to giYe up his purpose, for that night, at least. He was disappointed. and in order to have some satisfaction, and offset the night's disap pointment, be made up bis mind to set fire to Munger's cabin. He got into the boat and crossed the river, and was not long in tying the boat and reaching the cabin. All was still. Munger and bis wife were sound asleei;>, seem ingly. Sherfield gathered some leaves and fine brush and piled all against the side of the house. Then be got out flint and steel and soon bad succeeded in starting a tiny blaze. He fed this carefully and constantly, and kept piling on bigger sticks until be bad quite a fire. Then be stepped back and stood there watching, for be did not know whether it would be sufficient to start the house proper to burning or not. It turned out that it was sufficient, and presently the house was on fire. '!'be flames spread, and as the logs were dry, with old bark on them, they burned easily , and soon it was almost a certainty that the cabin was doomed. "He couldn't put the fire out if be were to come out now and make the attempt," thought Sberfleld, with a thrill of delight . "Now I guess I'm going to be even with you, you blasted rebel, for what you did the other evening." With another look at the burning cabin, he turned and walked away. He went to where his boat was tied, and was about to untie it, when he was suddenly seized by strong ba.nds and thrown to the ground with such force that he was temporarily stunned. When be came to he found himself lying on bis back in the boat, with his bands tied together behind bis back. Seated in front of him was Dick Slater. "Ha! it is you, is it?" Sherfield cried, bitterly. "As you see,'' was the calm reply. "I said the other evening that if ever I got another chance at you I would make a pris oner of you, and, as you wlll no doubt admit, I have succeeded." CHAPTER XIII. THE LIBERTY BOYS BUILD A. CABIN. A groan, followed by a bitter exclamation, escaped the lips of the prisoner. He was greatly chagrined. He had come there for the pur pose of proving that he was Dick Slater's equal in spying, and here be was a prisoner in that youth's hands. It was terrible! He groun(l his teeth in rage. "You bad better set me free!" be cried fiercely. Dick laughed. "Why so?" he asked. "Because, if you keep me a prisoner, and anything happen s to m . , the entire rebel army will be annihilated." Again Dick laughed. "Don't talk so," the youth said; "you frighten me!" This, of course, was spoken in sarcasm. "Y.ou'll see.'' "You redcoat fool, you are simply wasting your breath. Don't you suppose that I know the British would annihilate the patriot army anyway if they could? Keeping you a prisoner, or even shooting or banging you, will not endanger the safety of tbe patriot army in the least.'' "You may think so, but you will find out your mistake when it is too late." "Bah ! Why dicl you set the cabin on fire?'' "Because the owner of it interfered the other evenlng when I bad yon in my power, and cansed you to escape and me t o be wound0cl." "You did it to get revenge, eh?" . , "Yes." "and I hope be will be burned in the cabin, like n rat in a trap!" 1 "There is no danger of that. I see both him and bis wife in frout of the house now. '.!'hey are safe, but the cabin is dOOil).e.''. • "Well, I'm glad of it-tilllt the1 cabin i'l doomed, I mean." "But not glad the old man and woman are safe, eb ?" "No." "Well," said Dick, anger and scorn in his voice, "I must say that you are a heartle,ss' wretch!" "Bah!" said the red'coat, sneeringly. Dick was nearing the shore of the river now, and he saw a number of soldiers coming on the run. It was broad daylight now, and they bad seen the burning cabin and were comlug do,vn to see about it. Behind them, walking rapidly, was Gen era! Greene and another officer. When Dick reached the shore two or three Liberty Boys seized bold of the boat and pulled it out on the sand. Then Dick jerked his prisoner to bis feet and forced him to step out upon the shore. . General Greene and the other officer came up just then, and the general, seeing Dick had a prisoner, ordered that the fellow be searched. Bob Estabrook felt in the redcoat's pocket, and drew forth the threatening letter that Cornwallis had w1itten, but which the spy bad been unable to place on Greene's desk in his tent, as be had said he could and would do. Bob banded the letter to General Greene, who opened and read it. As he did so, a look of commingled amusement and scorn appeared on bis face. All were watching him with interest. "You ' are a British spy," said General Greene, sternly, as be looked up from a perusal of the document taken from the prisoner. "And he is the man who set fire to the patriot cabin, sir," saiQ. Dick Slater. "Ab, so be did that, did be?" exclaimed the general, frown ing. "Yes." "Well, that was a bad piece of business for him . I must say. He must have done it merely to gratify a feeling of spite.'' "That is what be said, sir," said Dick. "This is the same fellow who tried to capture me over at the cabin the other evening, and the settler knocked the pistol out of his hand and enabled me to turn the tables on him, and he set fire to the cabin for revenge.'' "Very well, Mr. Spy. I think that is the last patriot house you will ever set , fire to." This was said quietly but decidedly, nnd the prisoner trembled and looked frightened. The calmness of the general's utterance was more terrifying than if be had spoken loudly and angrily. "I will turn the p1isoner over to you, General Greene," said Dick, "and two or three of the boys and myself will go back over and see if we can do anything to aid l\Ir. and Mrs. Munger." "Very well, Dick." Some of the soldiers took hold of tbe prisoner and marched him up the bill to the encampment, the general and his fellow officers following, while Dick. Bob and two other Liberty Boys got into the boat and rowed back across the river. Leaping ashore, they ran up to where the man and woman stood . Tbe two were watching their home burn down, for it was now one great mass of flames, and it would have been folly to try to put . the fire out. They bad carried out such of their household goods as could be easily handled-had saved most eYerytbing of value, indeed. "This is bad, Munger ." said Dick, sympathetically, after greetings had been exchanged. "Yes," was the philosophic reply, "but et mought hev be'n 'vuss.,, "That is true. You might have both been burned to death.'' "Ye're right, Capt''in Slater," said the woman, "b.ut ye ketched ther rascal wbut done this, didn' ye' I seed ye takiu' a prisouer ercrost ther river.'' "Yes, I caught him. It was the same fellow that tried to make a prisoner of me the other evening. :\Ir. Munger." "I kinder 'xpeckted et wur him," was the calm reply. "He done et to git even with me fur knockin' ther pistil outen bis bau,' I reckon.'' "Yes, Ile told me that was why be fired your cabin."

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THE LIBERTY BOYS AND GENERAL GREENE. 17 "Waal, I gue!'s he got inter more trubble on account uv ther fire than whut I bev." "So be did," agreed Dick. "An' sarved 'im right," from Mrs. Munger. "True,'' coincided Dick "Goodness, I dunno whut Hank an' me's ter do," said the woman, somewhat disconsolately, as the roof of the cabin fell in with a crash. "We ain't got no roof ter cover our heads." , "You won't be in that conditfon long," said Dick. Both Mr. and Mrs. Munger looked at him inquiringly. "How's thet?" the former asked "It's this way: You earned hatred of the redcoat by interfering with bis plans and aiding me in turning the tables on him, and. by so doing lost your house. Well, myself and Liberty Boys will go to work as soon as we have had breakfast and will build you a new cabin." "Oh, thank ye, Capt'in Slater!" exclaimed the woman, grate"Thet will be mougbty good uv ye." , Not at all. I owe it to you to replace the cabin, for you lost it on my account." . "Oh, thet's all right," said the old man. "These air war times, ye know, an' we must all me willin' ter suffer some fur our principals." "But we can build you a good cabin in a day or two" said Dick. "Many hands make light work and I will put my Liberty Boys to work." ' Still, it was \\"Orth while making the attempt, it was decided, and so Dick Slater was sent for. When he came the situation was explained to him , and General Greene asked him if he thought he could enter the British lines and secure the infor mation. ''I can try," was the prompt reply. "I feel confident that I can get through the lines and into the town, but whether or not I can secure the information desired is another matter." '"I know," said the general, "it will be difficult-impossible, perhaps. Howevev, if you fail, we . shall not blame you, for we understand the difficult nature of the task and do not feel sure that you will be successful." "I will go and do the very best I can," said Dick. "That is all that could be required of you, Dick," with a smile. "Very well, sir. I will make the attempt to get through the British lines to-night" But be did not make the attempt. Even as be finished spea k ing, a scout appeared and reported that the British army was on the move . "Which way is it going?" asked General Greene, eagerly. "It is headed toward the north, sir." The general knitted his brows and look ed thoughtful. "Toward the north?" be repeated. "Now, where in the world can Cornwallis be going, I wonder?" CHAPTER XIV. Dick was as good as his word. They went back across the river and cooked and at their breakfast, after which they got as many axes as could be found in the encampment and went THE END OF THE CHASE. back over and went to work, chopping down trees and trimming was indeed a puzzling question. them up so as to get the logs. General Greene and his officers discussed it at some length, They put in the day at this and easily cut down a sufficient and could not come to any decision regarding the matter. number of trees to furnish logs for the MW house. Then they had a discussion regarding their course. Next morning they cleared away the debris and aRbes ot the What should they do? burned cabin and began the work of building the new one on It was decided, finally, by General Greene. the site of the old. "We will go after Cornwallis," he said, grimly; "we will run They easily built the cabin up to where the roof would begin him to earth, or force him to fight us, if we have to chase him and then they put up pole rafters and nailed clapboards clear to New York City." them, a number of the youths having been busy in splitting This met with the approval of the other officers, and the the boards from tree-trunks, while the others were notching order was at once sent out for the soldiers to get ready to and placing the logs. move. The cabin was finished by the end of the third day, and Mr. When they learned that they were to go on the trail of the Munger and his wife, who had been camping near by while the British once more they were not sorry. They had become work was going on, moved in and were soon as snug as could be. rested and would rather be on the move than not "Ther fl.re wuz er good thing fer us ole woman " said Bank Especially was this the case with the Liberty Boy s, who with a grin. "This heer cabin is er better wun than ther were always eager to chase the redcoats and to fight them as wun." well. "I'd rather a-kep' ther ole mm," said the woman, "but this Of course, having horses to ride, it was no hardship foi; the heer ain't so bad. an' we're moughty thankful ter ye, Capt'in youths to go after the enemy, anyway. 1 Slater, fur buildin' et fur us." An hou.r later the entire patriot army was on the move, and "You are more than welcome, Mrs. Munger." said Dick, "and, they were soon going in the same direction the British were as I said in the first place, it was no more than right that I and about two miles behind. I should give you another cabin in place of the one you lost, for I The Liberty Boys were in the lead , and they were careful to was to blame for your losing it." send scouts ahead of their party, to look to it that they did not "We wouldn' hev looked at et tbet way, even if ye hedn' run into an ambush. built this cabin," said Hank. That night the patriot general and his officers talked long and The Liberty Boys bade the couple good-night and went across earnestly. They could not think where Cornwallis could be the river, feeling that they bad done a very good thing in givgoing. ing the patriot couple a new cabin in place of the one that bad General Greene was of the opinion that Cornwallis might been burned. be looking for a good position, and when this was found, would During the three days there had been nothing of moment stand and give battle. But as day after day passed, and tile going on in the encampment. All was quiet, and the soldiers British army passed right by a number of good positions with were taking it easy and resting. nut stopping, he decided that be was wrong and that the British Nothing had been seen of any redcoats. Doubtless the Rritish general was making a genuine move, with some definite objechnd learned that the spy, Sherfield. bad been captured, and tive point in view. this made others chary about venturing near. "Though where that point is I cannot think," the general Three more days passed, and still all was quiet. said to himself. General Greene kept the cordon of scouts stretched around Then he made up his mind to try to force the British to the town of Wilmington, and it would have been impossible for fight, and not let them reach their destination in peace and the enemy to make a move without it being known immediately. safety. The patriot general was becoming somewhat impatient, how-The next two or. three days saw the Liberty Boys and the ever. It was rather tiresome work, sitting quietly in camp foot Roldiers doing their best to make the enemy stop and turn and waiting for the enemy to make a move, and be wished that on them and show fight. The Liberty Boys, especially, were he might secure information regarding Cornwallis' intentions. I very active, and they worried the enemy greatly, and s ucc eede d He called a council of his officers and asked what should be I in killing and wounding a number. done. No general engagement was brought on, however, and Gen'l'here was some diversity of opinion, but all agreed upon one, P.ral Greene was disappointed. He did not despair of s ucceed point, viz.: that it would be to their advantage to have some ing, however, and ordered that the work of worrying the Britdefinite knowledge regarding the intentions and plans of Cornish be continued steadily. wallis. Cornwallis was greatly annoyed. Re was not used to being But bow could this information be secured? chased in this manner, ana he was sorely tempted, more than There was only one way, of course, and that would be by once, to m11.ke a stand and fight the patriots; but he had his sending a spy to Wilmington. course mapped out and hated to deviate from it. It was not It was doubtful whether the information could be secured his wish to engage in a battle, and so be refrained from doing even then. .ao.

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18 THE LIBERTY BOYS A.'N'D GENERAL GREENE. The Roanoke River was reache d and crossed and, General Greene d ecided that Cornwallis would now come' to a stop and make a stand. Again the patriot general was mistaken the British kept right on marching. ' The Virginia line was reached presently, and crossed, and st!ll the British k ' t traveling toward the north. "Well," said General Greene, that night, as he and his of ficers were discussing the matter; "it beginl! to look as we would have to chase CQrnwallis clear to New York City, sure enough, as I said we would do when we left the city of Wilmington." "It does begin to look that way," coincided one of the of ficers. Two days more passed, and the British had marched still farther toward the north. The patriots were not far behind, and had worried the enemy all they possibly could. "I think I have figured the thing out at last," said General Greene, that evening. "Do you?" from one of the officers. "Yes; I am sure I know where the British are going." "Where?" in an eager chorus. "To Petersburg." "That is up near the James River, isn't it?" asked Dick Slater. "Yes; there ls a British force there, and I am confidre protected by trees, so only a few were killed on either side, and not a great m:my wounded. General Greene soon saw it would be a waste of time .and ammunition to ke e p up the battle, and ordered that the patriot il.rmy retire. This was done, the wounded and dead being taken along, and an hour later they were back in their encampment. They buried the dead and dressed the wounds of the wound ed, and then lay down and slept till morning. "We didn't accomplish much last night," said the general next morning, in taiking of the affair with his officers. "Not much," agreed one. "We had a little excitement, how ever, and wasted some powder and bullets." "I fear that is about what it a.mounted to." The British marched away at the usual hour, and the patriot army followed. "We will see where the British go, anyway, if we don't do , anything else," the general declared, grimly. Two days later Cornwallis reached Petersburg, where the other British force was stationed, and General Greene and the i>atriot army went into camp at a point two miles distant. They were in a secure position, and it was believed that if they should be attacked, even by the combined British forces, they could more than ho'd their own. Cornwallis was angry on accoun t of having been chased so far and so persistently by General Greene, and was eager to strike the patriot army a blow. He at once sent out scouts and sp ies to reconnoiter, and when they came back and reported, he hesitated. "I noticed that position as we came along , " he told his of ficers. "1 don't lmow whether it. 11ould be wiso to make an attack so long as the rebels stay there, for it is a wonderfully strong position." . "And against such a general as Greene it would be especially dangerous to make an attack, " said an officer. "Yes; and he has Dan !lforgan and Dick Slater and others to aid him." "Those Liberty Boys are equal to a regiment," declared still another. But it was finl!Jly decided to see what could be done in the way of maklng an attack on the patriots. It might be pos sible to strike them a blow, and Coruwallis would be glad to do this. So, on the third day afte r reaching Petersburg, Cornwallis' army marche d out and surrounded the position occupied by the patriot army. The Britis h general had no intention of trying to Jay siege and starve the rebels out; he knew he could not do this, as there was plenty of water to be had, and he felt confident the patriots had been careful to lay in a s upply of provisions suffi cient to last the m a long time. So un attack was made at once; but it falled. The patriots had too strong a . position, and were not to be dislodged. After a number of British soldiers had gone down, dead and wounded, General Cornwallis gave the order to retire, and the redcoats were willing to do so, ob e ying promptly. They s aw that it would be impossible to dislodge the enemy, and that continued attempts would only 1 es ult in the loss of life, far in excess to that suffered by the enemy. '!'hoy marched disconsolately back to Petersburg, after having burled thc •ir dea .d; the wounded were hauled back in wagons pro cured of farmers in the vicinity. General Greene was very w e ll satisfied. He had caused Ccrnwailis to retreat, and this was quite a feat, fer the British general was one of the most able of England's generals. He decided that he would remain where he was for a whUe long e r, and s ee what Cornwailis intended doi ng. H o finally se'n.t Dick Slater on a spying expedition. "Find out what Cornwallis is going to do, if you possibly can do 60, Dick," he Eaid. Dick did succeed in getting into Petersburg a.nd acquiring some imformation. He learned that Cornwallis intended to rema.in he was an indefinite length of time and when lie learned this, General Gre ene deddetl to return to North Carolina, as he had some work to do down there. Next morning the army broke camp and marched away. Tho patriot soldiers marched b:i.ck over the Game route they had traveled in coming, but they took it easy, and were a couple of days in reaching the vicinity of Wilmington. They encamped two days at the same spot where they had encamped while watching Cormvallis and his army in Wilmiugton, and Dick and som e of the Liberty Boys went over to see Hank and his wife. 'rl1e two were glad to see the youths, and asked what was done with the spy who had burned their house. "He was shot and buried over there on the hill the morning we marched away from here," replie d Dick. . "Waa.!, I h.ain't sorry to heer et," said Hank. "He was a spy, you know," said Dick, he was caught In the act o! spying, you might say, as he had a threatening letter on his person, the Jetter being from General Cornwallis and addressed to General Greene; so h e was given the fate that ls accorded spies-death! " The Liberty Boys remained with General Greene quite a while, and then went bac k up North. Before they left the South, Henry Wardlow, who had been wounded, was permitted to return to his home. At the end of the war, Henry Wardlow and Florence Kirby were married. Fannie lived and died an old maid. Next week'$ issue will contain "THE LIBERTY BOYS IN RICHMOND; OR, FIGHTING TRAITOR ARNOLD." . SEND POSTAL FOR OUR FREE CATALOGUF.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 11' CURRENT NEWS By putting a cow, three calves, a yearling bull and three pigs on heels in his home, Jacob Schmidt, a farmer, living near Los J\folinos, Oal., saved some valuable stock. During the high water in the Sacramento River he lost seven bead of cows by drowning. William E. Valentine, of Indianapolis, widely known as a negro educator, was selected by the State Board of Education of Trenton, N. J., to succeed James M. Gregory as principal of the Industrial School for Colored Youths at Bordentown. Ile was born at Montclair and was graduated from Harvard. He is now a supervising principal of schools in Indianapolis. A ten-year-old daughter of Thomas Hartford is fatally injured a.ncl J\ifrs. Thomas Poad is suffering from gunshot wounds. Both were sitting by a window in the Hartford home, Mineral Point, Wis., when a weapon was discharged outside. Thomas Poad, divorced husband of the woman, is being heldJ charged with doing the shooting. 'l'he Washington county (Md.) school board, in order to put a stop to extravagant dress, has determined to re quire each member of the graduating class of the Girls' High School to make her own graduation gown this year with her own hands. The girls 1vill have the assistance of Mi ss Elizabeth Brown, domestic science teacher. All of the gowns will be made of the same inexpensive white material, and there n-ill be no elaboraie trimmings. Jim Robinson has passed his thirty-second day without food. He is an inmate of the county infirmary, Warsaw, Ind., and is under the care of Dr. J. Q. Smith, county physician, who has tried every means to restore the man's appetite. Robin son, although greatly reduced in flesh, is still in good health. An occasional drink of lemon juice is all that has pas sed his lips. His long period of fasting has been due to the absolute lack of appetite. While playing nt "hunting Indians" on his fdher's farm, at Ashland, N. J., the other day, Arthur Hillman, thir teen , was shot dead by a small rifle. The lad was helping William Welch, a playmate, oYcr a fence, when the weapon, which Welch was carrying, went off. Welch ran at once to his companion's father. Four other boys in the hunt were some distance away, and did not learn of the accident until they struck the trail in the snow and fol lowed it to their dead chum. For two hours and a half more than 100 men worked frantically to sa>e the life of Roy Reidenour, of Owens boro , Ky., who was raught iorty feet above the ground in a large tree, from which he was sawing the top. When the top of the tree was ready to fall Reidenour pushed his weight against it; but instead of falling, it slipped down the trunk of the tree, catching the young man in .the crotch of a tree limb. With nearly 3,000 pounds of weight resting upon him, Reid enour was held for two hours and a half while telep)lone linemen and men used to handling heavy timber worked to release him. When this had been done and he had been removed to a hospital it was found that he had been internally injured and there is little prob ability of his recovery. It has been discovered in France that an excellent Ce ment is one of the by-products of the manufacture of beet sugar. The scum that forms when the beets are boiled, and which has heretofore been thrown away, consists largely of carbonate of lime and water, and from 70,000 tons of beets treated 4,000 tons of carbonate lime is ob tained; to this 1 ,100 tons of clay is added, the resulting product being 3,162 tons of excellent cement. The scum is pumped into large tanks, where it is allowed to dry partially. Finely-div ided clay is then mixed with it; the mixture is thorough l y amalgamated by beaters for an hour and burned in a rotary kiln. The clinker is then removed and pulverized into cement. Arrangements have been made to hold this year's "ocean to-ocean'' telegraphic bowling tournament for the Colonel Robert B. Thompson trophy on Saturday, April 24. This prize is to become the permanent property of the club win. ning the competition twice, not necessarily in succession. The Illinois Athletic Cl uh, of Chicago, and the Cleveland Athletic Club were the winners in 1913 and 1914, respec foely. In order that all the teams may bowl simultane ouslv the Western teams will begin at 7 o'clock the Rocky Mountain teams at 8 o'clock, the Central teams at 9 o'clock and the Eastern teams at 10 o'clock p. m. on April 24. All the team scores will be telegraphed to the New ;York Athletic Club clubhouse after the first five frames have been bowled and again at the finish of each game, and each team is to bowl three games. The final rnrn1ts will be announced by the committee on Sun day, April 28. Sixty-two pedigreed Guernsey cattle, in a herd of 142, were killed r ecently on the farm of Ephraim T. Gill, a former assemblyman of Camden, N. J., at Haddonfield, N. J., by inspectors and veterinarians after they had discovered that the animals were affiicted with foot and mouth ease. The cattle were driven into a trench eighty feet long and seven feet wide and deep. It was intended to kill all, but as they could not all be put into the trench the rest. had a respite. Among those killed were two bulls valued at $11,500. Gill valued his herd at $49,000, and will r eceive from the goYcrnmen.t $42, 750 for its destruc tion. He had his animals examined, but no signs of the disease were manifest then. A second examination brought to light traces of the d is ease in two cows, and soon after others were found to be affected. Gill conferred with the go1e rnment officers, who condemned the herd.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. ===-================================================= The Yorks and the Yanks -ORTHE RIVAL SCfiOOLS OF LAl(E CHAMPLAIN By RALPH MORTON . (A SERIAL STORY) CHAPTER III (continued) E1en that would be considerable, however, and Dick was constantly planning what he _ would do with the money, and sn eering at Jack because he was poor. Jack fell asleep by the fire and did not awake till sun r ise, somewhat stiff and decidedly The fire -had burned out, but there was a good bed of coals at the bottom, and these he raked tip and added wood to, and soon had a good fire going, by ' Which he warmed himself, although it could not appea s e his appetite . \Valking along shore in search of material for his fire. he sud denly c ame upon a boat which must drifted on s hore, as it was hardly likely that any of the High School bo ys w0u l d have left it there. "I see," muttered Jack. "It is one of our boats, taken last night, and th, o s e f e llows ha1e simply let it go adrift instead of telling us to come after it. pro15abl y do ne the same with the rest, and this one ha s b e en hlCky enough to drift a shore here. Well, I ' m very glad it did." The re was onlv o ne oar in the boat, but Jack was good at s culling , and did not f e el the l o s s of the ot h er oar . 'rhc re was v e ry little wind blowing at this time, and there would he no trouble in s culling across the lake, alth011gh J a ck knew that in case of a sudden squall or flurr y coming down from the hills he would have trouble a ccomplishing i t o ven with two oars. He pu s hed the boat off, sprang in, and as he reached deep water, pic ked up the oar.and beg a n to use it ski l fully and rapidly, making ns g ood time as m a ny c ould have m a d e with two. He waG well away from the island, and making his way toward the N e w York shore wh e n he saw a little sailboat put off from the V c rmont side. As the boat ran toward him he saw that it contained two persons, a boy and a girl, and as it came nearer he recognized the boy handling the s heet as Tom Trimble, one of the l e ad e rs of the Yanks. His companion was a v ery pretty girl, whom Jack had seen from time to time , and knew to be Hattie Stickney, the danghtei: of one of the magnates of Willow Beach, and a Yery charming girl. As the boat came within easy hail Tom Trimble ca ll ed out : "He llo! 'rhat you, Forrest?" "I was coming oYer to take you across, but I see you're all right. Where did . you get the boat?" "It's one of ours. It floated to the island. You follows must' ha Ye set it adrift last night." "Yes . I know they let some of them go, ancl I think it was a shame." "So it 'ms; but I didir't expect to hear one of the Yanks say so. " "Oh. the r e arc some decent chaps among the Yanks." glad to hear it, and I gu ess you're one of 'em, Tom." "Thanks. Well, goocl-by. You' ll get over all right I think." 'l'he little boat went on, and Jack, looking after her, saw one of the L ake Champl ai n steamers on her wa. y to Platts burgh just rounding a poin t of land to the south . The steamer kept . on at good spe e d, aml before l ong had passed the sai lb oat. At that moment a sudden gust of wind s wept down from the hills, and in an instant the were dancing in e erv direction. handled his oar deftly, but, turning his head, that the sq uall had struck the li ttle boat and that she was in danger of going over, o r l osing her sail, unless Tom could get it in speedi l y . The boy plied his oar swiftly, but in a moment the swell from the steamer, which he did not feel as yet, r eached the sai lboat and caused her to rock violently. Inanother moment she keeled over/ and her occupants were t hrown ou t. CHAPTER IV. .JACK DOES A GOOD TURN TO OKE OP THE Jack Forrest urged his . boat skilfully over the dancing waters toward the little sloop without shipping a single sea. 'rhe sloop now lay almost on her side, with her sail dip ping in the water. "Hold on, Tom !" shouted Jack. "I'll be there in a moment." He soon felt the swell from the steamer, but it did not cause him any anxiety. He was headed to it, and. his boat rose and fell steadily till the waves passed nnder him and their effect was lo!\_t. "I'll be there in a minute, Tom," he shouted again. Tom Trimble was s11pporting the youn g lady in the water, not far from the OYerturned sloop, when Jack at last came up.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 2 1 "Hold on . a little longer, Tom, if you can," said Jack, New York, though, wheR they left me on Ship Island," "and I'll try and right your boat." retorted Jack promptly. "All right, old chap." "I was opposed to that," spoke up Tom quickly . "She hasn't taken in very much water yet, I think." course he was," said Hattie, coming to the boy's "No, not much. Hold on to Jack Forrest's boat, Hattie, defense once more. and then I can help him.''. "Yes, I you were, Tom," answered Jack , "and I Jack brought the boat alongside ihc sloop, and then might say, as you said just now, that it was almost too swung the stern around so that tile young lady could seize much to expect from a Yank, but I won't. Well, I must the gunwale. get home. I am VE'l'}' glad to lu;ve been of service to you, The quall had now pusRerl, and the surface of the lake Miss Stickney, and I trnst that your bath won't do . you was almost without a ripple, the sun shining warm and any injury. You can return the jacket by Captain Tom bright upon ils glittering expanse. of the Thurman. Good-by, Tom, and tell the Yanks1 "Now that it's done all the mischief it could, the wind that we owe them one for my being c arried away last 11as died out., said Jack. "ifow, 'l'om, can you give me night." . a littlo help?'' "All right;' ans"ered 'l'om, with a . laugh, pausing in "Certainly. All you want." his work of bailing out the sloop. "I will, and we will 'l'om assisted the :young Jacly to take hold of the gunwale be on the lookout to see that you don't pay it." of Jack's boat, and then went to the other's assistance. "I declare, I believe you hrn are as bad as the rest," Jack loosei1ed the sheet first, and then gathered up the cried Hattie vehemently . sail as well as lie c ould and drew it toward him . "Oh, Jack's better than his crowd," s11icl Tom, "or I 'fhcn, by the efforts of both boys; Jack in his boat and would object to your wearing a York's jacket. " Tom in the water, the little sloop was finally righted, "And Tom isn't half as bad as the other Yanks," laughed although some water had been shipped . Jack. "He ought really to move over to 1 our side . , My "There you are," said Dick. "Now get on board, and fine couisin Dick went over to Vermont to live , and now I'll help you "ith the young lady." you ought to come here. We can easily spare Dick Barnes Tom climbed on board the sloop, and then, with Jack's from our side of the lake." assistance, the young lady was hel ped in . "I might give you a tip," said Tom, with a. comical "It's not a cold day,. Miss Stickney, and your clothes grin, "and tell you that we are not proud to have him on will dry after a while in the sun," said Jack; "but in the our side; but I mustn't go back on one of our fellows." meantime take my jacket. It will keep you from catching 1 The two boyfl then shook hands and went their different e:o ltl."' ways, 'l'om back to Willow Beach and Jack oYe r to the ''Yon nre rery kind," answered Hattie. "But what will boathouse of the club. you do?" . Passing close to the little ferryboat, whid1 would soon "Oh, I'm all right. I'm not wet, and I can easily get make its fir st regular trip of the day, Jack cal led out: another coat at Port Francis. Sorry I can't help you out, "Hallo, Captain Tom, where are you?" '!'om. I'd advise you to get home as soon as possible, The long, lank flgure of the captain crune up from the though." stoke hole, and his drawling voice answered: ''Yrs,'' laughed 'l'om; "I don"t care to go th r ough t h e "Her e I be. What do you want? Who is it, anyhow?" town looking like "this. I'm ever so much obliged to you "It's me, J ac)r Forrest. Lend me a coat, will you, to for the trouble you took; and for giving Miss Stickney get up to the school in? I gave mine to a young lady . " your coat. It to be expected that a York would d o "The one that was upset :jest now, over to the Vermont as mneh af: all that. ' ' side? That was you picked 'em up, w asn't it?., "Oh, :rnu'll find some decent ehaps among the Yorks," "Yes." r eplied Jack, ch:rngi11g Tom's speech of a 8hort time be"'I'hey tell me you was run off with la st night," said forr. the captain, rolling a coat up into a bundle, a11d dropping ''l arn snre Yon will.'' o::airl Hattie Stickney promptly, it into the boat. "How'd that happ en?" looking f•hanning in Jack's military jacket, "and "It's too long a story to tell now, captain, "but if you the good fellows on our side of the lalrn would be friends hear of any of the Yanks boasting about it, you can tell with them if it wasn't for the others who want to keep up them that we'll carry off their whole school before they the fight." know it. If you find any of our boats adrift, pick 'em up, "Oh, I guess we're all in it as far as that goes," laughed will you?" .Tack. "Although I often wish myself that the rivalry "Suttinly," and then as Jack sculled away, "waal, boys 1.:oulcl be of the healthy sort, and not degenerate into is queer j iggers, that's all I gotter say."' rows . " Jack's friends were rejoiced to hear of his return, aud "Lik:e capturing our steamer,., said Torn. wanted to kp.ow all about it; but he si mply 8aid that he " Or breaking down our clubhouse fence," added Jack, in had been left on Ship Island, had found one of their an instant . boats in the morning, and had sculled across, making no "But the boys couldn't S\rint back to Vermont,'' urged m e ntion of hi s meeting with Tom Trimble and Hattie Battie, in Tom's defense. Stickney. "They e\idently thought that I e:oulcl S\Yim ornr to (To be continued) •

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2! THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. FACTS WORTH READING BIBLES SENT TO FRON"r. Distribution of Bibles in Germany, Austria and Bo hemia has exceeded all records lately. Workers ha•e dis covered no fewer than ten diiierent tongues in the c amps and trenches. Great care has been exerted to keep from ,;e,v all Bibles printed in " English. The American Bible Society is active in the field and has had some co-operation fpom the American board, of :Hoston, and the Religious Tract Society, of London. The :British and foreign Bible societies have also been engaged in the distribution, workers in some cases traveling many miles to reach great numbers. A depository for Bibles in Budapest has been exhausted. From Constantinople, one of the greatest agencies of the American Bible Society, no word has come recently. TYPEWRITER 200 YEAHS AGO. The typmniter is not such a modern invention as is popularly supposed. T;vo hundred years ago Henry Mill patented in London a writing machine, but it was so clumsy as to be practically useless. Nothing more in the same line seems to ha-re been done until 1829, says the London Chronicle, when the first American typewriter was patented; it was christened "the typographer." Four years later France tried its l.iand in this direction, while between 184.0 and 1860 Sir CharleEi Wheatstone invented several writing machines. It was not, however, until 1873 that the typewriter became a commercial proposition. This was invented by an American, C. L. Scholes, who interested E. Remin!ltron & 0 Son, a firm. of gun manufacturers, in it, and in 1874 it was put up_on the market. THE SEA SERPENT. The sea serpent is with us agajn. A monster of mys tery, that appeared, so the story g-oes, 100 feet long, movetl through the water with the convolutions of a serpent and . carried 6 feet above the waves a formidable head with eyes Jike twin platters and a "waving mane," was reported four places the shores of Santa Bay, L\l.,, recently. It is the latest and most startlmg fisher mnn-s tale current a.t the local beaches. It was reported first at Port Los Angeles, half a mile off shore . At intervals between which it would reasonably hil.Ye covered the necessa:ry distances, the "sea serpent" is snid to have appeared later at Santa. Monica, Venice and Del Ray. .About dark it was reported off the breakwater nt San Pedro. Robert Van Wert of the Coast Hotel, Venice waa fish-. ' rng on the long wharf at Port Los Angeles when he says he s ighted the serpent . "The thing, whatever it was," he said, "slowly made its way south a . bout a half mile off the long whaif. It carried a big head, with eyes like platters, a!Jout six feet aborn water. It slid underneath the water at intervals and when it rose it seemed that water shot ' from its mouth. It had a mane like seaweed that waved in the wind. Its ears were like shovel blades. The body was deep-green and seemed about 100 feet long and about six feet around." Al Green, who conducts the bathhouse in the Municipal Pier at Santa Monica, watched a strange disturbance in the water through binoculars and declared it "a sort of snake." The "monster'' was seen, so 'tis sajd, by concessionaires and others off the Venice pier and later by fishermen at Del Rey. But nobody has caught the monster yet and none has met hirn face to face. MANUF ACTURB OF OPTICAL GLASS IN AMERICA. The glass used in thio country for the manufacture of lenses is practically all imported except in +he case of ,;ome of ihe smaller ann cheaper lenses For several years past the Bureau of Standards of the Department of Com n:erca has been endeavoring to persuade the glass manu facturers of the United States to take up the manufacture of this material, but they have been unable to do so, partly because of the limited quantity used a3 compared with nther glass, but largely on account of the varying composition required n.nd the difficulty of annealing the as good optical glass must be entirely free nm crtrain. With n view to workingout some of the underlying probsltffieient1y to enable manufacturen to start in this matter, the bureau i;ecured two years ago an expert inter ested in the composition and testing of optical systems, and a little later secured another man skilled in the work ing of glass to the definite forms required by the theory. These steps were taken, first, partly because it is exceed ingly difficult to find men having these quaJifications , but principally because, as the work of glass making progresE:, the glnss must be put in the form o : f lenses and prisms to test; in other words, the bureau had to be in a to examine the product, as it was made experimentally. In July, 1914, a practical glass-maker was addetl to the force of the bnreau. He is a college graduate of scientific training, but skiiled in the manipu lation of furnaces, and is sorl of a man to make progress at the present stage of the work. Small furnaces were built and melts of a few pounds of ordinary glass were made in order to become more familiar with the technical side. A larger furnace has just been eompleted, which will handle melts of 25 to 50 pounds. The bureau is now making glass according to definite for mulas, studying the methods of securing it free from bubbles, and other practical points. This is to be follow ed l.Jy an imestigation of the method of annealing. SeYeral glass manufacturers ha\'e visited the bureau al ready for suggestions as to equipment for the manufacture of optical glass.

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THE LIBEU'l'Y BOYS OF ''t'G. 23 Steve and the Spanish S pies --OR-VVORKING FOR C UBA'S C AUSE By CAPT. GEO. \ V . G R A N VILLB (A SERIAL S TORY) CHAPTER XX (continued) a sharp w'1td1, but there no alam1, no sigp. of either The Col ombo had now run more than a mHe up the Huer-friend or foe. fano River, and Steve, feeling that he had done all he Just before daylight Steve was startled by seeing a could do to help matters along, had resigned the comyoung man come on dec:k-a stranger, as he thought. mand to Andre Bolero3, who was thoroughly familiar with "\."110 in the world is that?" ht: whispered, catching their location. Tony's arm. ,Tennie had rnnished into her stateroom some little time 'l'ony laughed. "Look closP-r he said . before, a n d the two boys stood on the lookout alone. "By grn.cious I Jennie in disguise!" It was a new and wonderful expe r ience t o Steve, who "Yes; what kind of a looking boy do you think I mu.ke, had neve r beln in the tropics before. SteYe ?" asked Jennie, laughingly, as she came up. The beauty of the scene inspired him with e.uth u siasm . 'I don't believe I should even guess you weren't a boy He thougM of the brave Cubans fighting for their liberty if I lrn1)pened to meet you anywhere el c. Rut what's this :unong these jungles and longed to j oin them and fight, fo:r too . The idea of returning to t h e o lcl h u m -drum life in "'l'hcre may be trouble . 'l'here'.s such a thing as being N cw Yo r k was not to his mind a t al l. captmed. 'l'he Spaniards don't show much mercy to "IIow are we going to let Genera l Gomez know we arc women. Tony, I'm going here?" he asked of 'l'ony. "After we get the arms ashore, "Kot without me," replied Tony. what are we to do?" 'Nor without me, either,'' said Steve; "but whai's it "\\Thy,'' replied Tony, "foe idea is this: It was n.r: for?" ' ranged thut the Alligator should la.nil the arms here in "I'Yc got an idea that our friends all encamped back the first place, consequently Senor Boleros expects Gomez on the hill half a mile or 80 from here straight through to be on the lookout for us . He believes that a detachment of Cubans will be on hand by daylight, or as soon as they sight the steamer . Of course, he may be mistaken, and if they don't come, Captain McGuffey will have to hold the arms on board until we can get into the inte r io r and let our friends know Coat we are "I'd like to go!" "There's no reason why you shouldn't." "Shall we have to walk?'' '"l'here's no other way. That chimney is all there is left of a big sugar mill which belonged to my father. It was destroyed during the last rebellion, bark in the sev enties . That's what made our family poor and sent me io Kew York. all this country is a "ilderness, but there were people enough here then. " By this time the steamer had come to a place where the ri' er slightly wideucd. On the left bank the big chimney stood out boldly against ihe moo11lit sky . Tbere were somr. ruined wall:; arountl ii, antl a li1 tle wharf e:xtentling oul into the riYer. But the place seemeJ quite deserted, antl the ruins were completely surrounded by the forest, except on the river side. Captain :JicG uffey ran the Colombo up agaillSt ihc wharf and made faat, and here they ln.y until daylight. X either Sr.eve nor 'l'ony turned in i.hal night. All through the small hams they the Jeck, keeping the woods. You see, there's a good deal of fever on the ,;bore ltere. and the Cubans know enough to keep away from it. And.re Boleros thinks I ought to go;; of course, if you boys will go with me, I shall be all the better pleased."' "l should never think of letting you go alone," was St<:-ve's answer, and soon after that they started. Each carried a machete and a Rochester rifle. Andre Boleros bade them goodby just beyond the old sugar mm. '"You are sure yon know the way, Jennie?" he asketl. "As though I coulll eYer forget it!" replied the girl. "I know what you arc going to say, it's a long time since I ha.Ye been here :incl that's true enough, but you can trnst me to find the way.'' It was just as Jennie i;:u.id, but before the,1' had gone far Steve began to seriousl y question if anv one could be trui>k f l to find the way, for tLe wildest tion was scarcely capabk of conceiYing such a tangle. 'l'ltere was no sign of a pai.h, and in order ro get along at nll they had to cut down the underbrush wii.h their mn.chdrs. It ",cis now daylight, and the forest was alive with little parroquets aud oth e r birds of brilliant plumage. SteYe wa-'> immensely interested watching them, so much so that he allowed Jennie to lead the way without e v en stopping to think of the direction in which t hey were

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24 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. going, when all at once they suddenly came out into the open. It was a clearin'g; there were low, white-plastered huts close to them, out of which several dogs came bounding, barking furiously. "Good heaven.S ! I've made a mistake!" gasped Jennie. "I don't know this place at all." ' "We want to light out at once," s'.lid Tony. "See those rifles stacked up there. I believe there are Spanish soldie r s camped here." A man, wearing the uniform of a Spanish officer, crune running out of one of the houses as Tony spoke. "Halt there, you!" he shouted in Spanish. 'rhen he whistled, and befo.re one had time to think a number of soldiers came dashing out of the forest on their right, and as many more on the left. "We are lost I" gasped Tony. "They are Spaniards!" Steve flung up his rifle and stepped in front of Jennie. "No, you don't I" cried Jennie. "We are all together in this I" She a.nd Tony raised their rifles, too. "Dtm't wait for them to attack us ! Give it to tl 1em now!" cried Steve. "It's the only way we can secure our retreat I" Then they bla:zed away at the Spaniards who, in spite of this bold defiance, came rushing on. CHAPTER XXL GENERAL GOMEZ GETS THE ARMS. "'vV ell, I guess we are good for these fellows !" said Steve, coolly, and he commenced to empty his Rochester rifle. This wa.s a job that he was right at home in. R eme mber, Steve was in the business. l f any boy in Cuba, or man either, knew how to make a Rochester rifle talk, Steve Bolton was the one, and Tony and Jennie, having been ful ly instructed by Steve, lmder stoocl their business ju:;t as well. A Spaniard w ent down at Steve's first shot, and an other at his second. The third was a miss, but the fourth did good business with a tall, yellow-faced Cashlian with a heavy black beard. Jennie and Tony brought down their me.n, too, and then, with the bullets whirling about them, and not one doing a bit of dam.age, they all made a break for the for est and ran as though the whole Spanish army was at ih eir heels with old Weyler himself at the head>. .c\s for the Spaniards, they were dumfounded at such boldness and such aiming-they didn't understand any such business as this. "They are three Yankee pigs!" was what the captain s a id, and he ordered his men to charge into the forest and bring them out at all hazards. Of course Steve and his friends did not hear these or ders, but they did hear the soldiers coming, and it sent Lhem on all the faster. '11hey liad now struck a hill; }Y-'rhaps it was the one JenJJie had sb rteu out i.o find; ::he ha cl heC'ome so confused about the way that she could not tell; they ran up its sides as fast as they could go. But there was an enemy after them who ran faster than they could, three dogs, and bloodhounds at that. Barking furiou s ly, they were hot on the scent. It was very much of an.. unpleasan t sihiation about that time. "Thunder! this won't cio !" panted Steve. ''We've got to choke off those dogs, or we'll never be able to dodge the Spaniards, and that's what our grune is now." "'Twon't do to take any ri. ks," sai d Tony. "Those a re Spanish bloodhotmds; they'll tear u s to pieces if they get the chance." "They'll never get the chance with me, then," replied Steve. "You run on, Tony, and help Jennie up the hilll'll stay here aml ::ittend to the dogs." "N o--no ! We'll all stick together." "Go-go ! Please go ! They'll follow your scent, and it will give me a chance to do business; if we all stop here we may never get the shot we want to finish them up first clip." Tony took the hint and huITied Jennie on. 'rhen Steve crouched down among the undrrbrush and waited. Here he quietly reloaded his Roch ester and was ready in a moment. The voices of the Spanish soldiers urging the dogs on could be heard in the distance, but the barking of the bloodhounds was very near; so near that in less than a minute the foremost came bounding into sight with his nose close to the ground. '"l'hat fellow wants a dose of Rochester pills," chuckled Steve, and he let fly. The dog with a wild cry gave a leap into the air, and dropped dead in his tracks. "Good for you! Now, I'll make your mate turn up his toes," muttered Steve, and he fired again, bringing down his dog. The third bloodhound, with a pitiful whine, sneaked bock to the soJd.iers, whose shouts cculd be heard at no great distance away. Steve s:prang up and ran for all he was right into the midst of a force of fifty or more ragged, bare footed men armed with machetes, headed by a gra-m looking, elderly man, wearing a uniform and a general's epaulettes. Tony and Jennie were there with them; Tony laughed heartily at Steve's surprise. ''Hush!" commanded the officer, sternly. Then, speaking in English, he added: '-W:ell shot, boy! You are the kind we want. Steve Bolton, let me thank you heartily for the work you have done for Cuba's cause I" It took Steve's breath away. Instantly he recognized this man. Maceo had been Steve's ideal of a hero; General Gomez he considered one of the greatest military commanders of the age. He knew the faces of both the dead Cuban leader and the living one as well as if he had seen them a thousand _ (To be continued)

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 25 'fhe Panama Canal has been closed to all but the lighter draft ships by a rapid slide of earth from the top of the Oulebra Cut, at a point north of Gold Hill. A further slide is probable, bu t no serious tie-up is expected. Several vessels of 30-foot draft are being delayed for• a few days. The present channel is sufficient for navigation by ships with a draft of 2 0 fe e t . It is not likely that ships of 30foot draft will be able to pass through the canal for som e time yet. Jn E vergreen Cem e tery, New :Bnmswick, N. J., is a new grav e that will remain empty until the death of George B. Shrum , of 261 Redmond street. It is next to tne grave of his wife, whom he buried recently . The two graves are hy an ei ght-inc h brick wall. Mr. Rhann is 77 year s old . His wife w a s 7 4. They celebrated their fiftieth wedding anniversar y in 1910. When the grave was made for bis wife Mr. Shann decided to have his own made at the same time. Capt. Mike Burke , master of the Standard Oil Company tug No. 12, is responsible for a story to the effect that there is a seventy-foot whale amusing himself in Chesa peake Bay. On arriving in Baltimore with light oil barges in tow Capt. Burke reported having on his outward trip to Norfolk pa s sed the big mammal a.t the head of the mid dle ground in the lower part of the bay. The whale, he said, was considerably larger than tug No. 12 and was in full sight of the crew of the tug for several minutes. This is the first time in several yea.rs that a whale as large as the one seen by Capt. Burke has been reported in the bay. "vVhat can I do to prevent tramps coming to my door?" asked a feminine voice over the phone at the Evanston police station. "I live over on Lake street, near Sheridan Road and the lake, Chicago. Shall I give them money?" "No!" thundered the desk sergeant. "If you do there'll be an army." "Well, I gave the first one a dime, and I saw him make a mark on the gate as he went out,'' said the woman. "There have been fourteen here since then. " "Go out and rub the mark off the gate," advised the ser geant, "and g ive me your name and I'll--" But the woman had hung up the receiver and her identity was not learned. It took twenty -two minutes of the time of an entire Municipal Court bran c h, including Judge J. Z. Uhlir, a bailiff, a clerk , two lawyers, two witne sses for the defense and one for the complainant, to seLtle a suit for 50 cents in Chicago. Worth Allen, a lawyer, employed Mrs . Eleanor Winchell to search c ounty records for realty holdings of a man whom he wi s h e d to sue . He paid her $6 for her work. 'Then, he declar e d, h e l earned she had charged him 50 cents for time u s ed in che cking up forbidden property . "It's not so," s l1e and her $te nographer aclded a similar denial. She said she found this property didn't belong to the man, and that Allen Mked her to verify it. That was what she charged him 50 cents for. "You lose," the court told Allen; "the $9 . 51 court costs are charged against you. '; Word was received by Mrs. Jennie W olf and Miss Bes ie Gordon. sisters, Chica.go, that they had been bequeathed $50,000 by a young man who, ill and hungry, knocked at their door four years ago and asked for food. William PoppP.r, son of a Prague, Bohemia, art dealer, was the man whom they befriended. Re told Mrs. W olf and her sister that he was too proud to let his people know of his condition. He was given clothing, shelter and medical at tention. In 1911 he r eturned to Bohemia, advising the sisters that when he died he would "remember them in his will." The sisters were notified of thn• bequest through Chicago attorneys commissioned by a.n attorney in Prague to find them. ' Marquette is believed to have a musical prodigy in the person of 'Theresa Mahoney, four-year-old daughter of John L. Mahoney, and a pupil in the kindergarten of the Olcott school. The other day before her schoo1 teacher, a Marquette musi
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26 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. THE LIBERTY BOYS op '76 NEW YOHK, APRIL 2, ] !H5. ========TFRMS TO SUBSCRIBERS Single C..ples ................. , ••••• , •• , , .......... , , .. , .. One Cooy Thre" Months ...• , .......................... . Oue Copy Month.s .•.•••• , • .. . . .. . • • .. • . • . . • . • . • ..•• One Copy Oue Ye•r .........••••.••••........•..•.•....•• P>!>&tage Free .05 Cents .65 C•nts 1.25 HOW TO SEND MONEY-At our risk •end P.O. Money Order, Cheot &r nesteterf!P(I rcmlttA.noe!\ Jn any other wny are at your rlsk. We &enept Poat.age 8tA.t11ps the Rn.me as \Vhcn sendloiif isl!Yer wn.p tho Cola In & 1ep&ra.te of pa.per to avoid the en"relope. Write uour ?\O'Jne tt1\.ci addreae pl.a.in.l.11. A1td.1t.1;,:r lttle't'.a Ct) &OT .... ML-C.UUUK.L, VlC•l'TMlc!Mt& J!l.t.UT B. WoLPv, Pl"e.Cdt:r.t } K. C&Utr..-.I. HTLL"IJUCA, etereU.ry Frank Tousey, Publisher 168 West 23d St., N. Y. co1isidrred that f;everal of the women visitea the prison, nt 1rhieh plans \\"ere formulated for beginning the work at once. Among the women present at the luncheon were l.Irs. John H. Flagler, of X o. Vi Park avenue; Mis s Alice Pres t011, of Meadowcru.ft, N. Y. ; Miss Jean We the playwright; Henry Allen the architect, and F. M. Dick. a broker of this city. The plan has been receiYocl enthusiafitically by the prisoners. It was expected tlrnt br twcen forty-five and fifty would apply for admission to thP shorthand class, but as soon as the matter was meJ1tioned to tbe prisoners there were over 200 applications for this branch alone. JOKES AND JESTS Customer-How are frogs' l egs to-day? Dealer-Pooty lively; sir; the:v've jumped from 80 cents to $1.75 a ponud Princeton mll offer a volUTitarv rnurse in military trainsince vesterdn3-. • • • ., J BRIEF BUT POiNTED ITEM.S ing after Easter, according to nu :rnnounceme:nt nrnde by the university faculty. is the nsult of nn g-ation whie:h has covered several months, anrl it bas the vigorous indorsem0ent of President Hibben. The course will consist of one hour lecture every week, a series of tactical excursions for about two hours every fortnight, ancl regula.r practice in rifle shooting over indoor and outdoor ranges. The work will be under the direction of armv officers. , . For the fir.;:t time in history practically ev8ry window glass plant in Kane, Pa., will operate through the summer season. Some of the plants may be compelleu to cease operations for six or eight weeks for repairs, but will re sume operation as soon as they are completeu. The great activity of the window glass trade is due to the war, the demand for glass for export shipments being the greatest in history. Much of the glass is being shipped to London, wher e it is being used for temporary barracks in training caID.ps. Before the outbreak of the war Great BTitain de pended almost. entirely on Germany and Belgium for glass. Founders' Day was obscned at the Wilmerding School of Industrial Arts, San Francisco, re c ently, many of the parents of the 200 pupils attending and ins_ pecting the different departments. The new building, which has been constnictecl at the corner of Sixteenth and Utah streets, opposite the Lick School, with which the W.ilmerding School hat' concurrent registration, was a point of much in terest to the visitors. The work on this new building, a brick stn1cture 170 by 70 feet, three stories high, was done entirely by the students. Sing Sing is to have a night schoo l, at which the pris oners will be timght all the genteel arts, including shorthand, music, telegraphy, hii::tory, mathematics, literature and English. All of this wa,s decided upon by a commit tee of prominent women and Warden Thomas Mott Os borne , of the prison, who in Yi ted tlw women to meet him and discuss the plam. rrhe proposition was so favorably I N cw Ofilce Boy-A man called here to thrash you a few minute;;: ago. Edit.or-What did you say to him? New Office Hoy-I told him I was sorry you weren't in." Hortense-Thal Miss Tone goes a great ileal by sign8. Van .Ta:-Yes; but there is one sign I have never bee11 able to get her to go by. Hortense-What sign is that? Van Jay-The ice cream sign. Little Ethel (at her arithmetic lesson)-What's a . "quotient?" Little .Johnnie-It's what you get b y dividing one number. Little Ethel-Yes. Then why don't they call it the answer? Little J ohnnie-'Came the word is too easy to remember. "Re ofi' with you, this minute!" said a well-known mil lionaire to a beggar . "Come no", my man, you .needn't giYe yourself such airs! 'l'he only dilier encc between you allCl me is that you are making your second million while I am as yet working at the first," replied the beggar. FiYe-year-olc1 Frer1dy was showing the minister about the place . His e:es frqumtly glanced up at the kind face, and then rested v:ith a look of troubl e d inquiry on the poin t ed toes of the Piccadilly boots. Finally he blurted out his anxiety in the question: "Ain't you got but one toe?" Nobody can deny that postage stamp collecting is a great help in teat!hing boys geography. Jack showed this at when his teacher him where Nicaragua was and what it produced chiefly. "It's on page ninety -eight," said Jack, "and it produces more sets o' stamps than a.ny other country o:f its size in the world." "My good man," said the seYere lady, "have you ever 'topped to think how much money is wasted each year for tobacro and rum?" "No, mum, I hain't," answered the objert. "It's a-t:1king up all my time jist now to figg<'r out how many pore families could be supported on the price 0 the extra cloth 'romen puts in their sleeves." •

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 17 DESPERATION, By D. W. Stevell.i I had been up Broadway. The day was warm and sultry and I stopped in the shade of the Union Dime Savings Institution to mop my fore head. 'l'he same institution faces a small triangular park formed by the junction, or crossing, of Broadway and Sixth avenue. Well, from my position, I could see this little park plainly, find chancing to glance that way my attention was riveted upon a ma!1 who was restlessly striding up and down on the walk skirting the park. I caught a glimpse of his face. It was thin, pale and very haggard. His eyes were wild and bloodshot, and his whole manner denoted uerv-0us expectancy a.nd horrible dread. I looked a.t him more closely, and was startled by the idea that I hnd seen him before, when his cheeks were not sunken, but were plump and rosy with health. Finally I saw his eye;; fall upon me The stare he gave I plainly saw. Ile evidently knew me, consequently I must know him. But who was he? I shrailk back out of his sight and watched him from a position where I was unseen by him. I him bend his gaze sharply, almost fiercely, on every lady who passed him. "Re must be some criminal whom I have seen but have forgotten," I thought; "I wonder what bis game is now?" Agaiu he glanced sharply at a passing lady. 'I'ben an other one approached, a modestly-dressed lady, whose features were partially concealed by a >eil. I saw him give a convulsive . movement toward her, and then he p:nmced upon the woman like a ravenous rnlture, seizing her arm with one ha.nd and darting the other to ward her face to drag off the concealing veil. I thought J saw the sparkle of diamonds in the lady's earl". I sa'v the woman dart one quick glance at him, and then she uttered one wild, heart-breaking shriek, then sfood and pantingly gazed at him. "Martha Medley I" ''Harry Owen !" she gasped. I heard her exclamation-Ilarry Owen! There was a charge of murder against a man by that name. The fam.i liarity of his face was due to my having seen a photograph of him. "You arc my prisoner, Ilarry Owen!" I said sternly. He faced m e. The wild look had gone from his eyes. They wore a happy expNssion instead, as he said : "I am ready now to go to jail; Martha, where do you live? Here i:Q the city?" "Yes, but fur uptown," she faintly said, not yet rccovem.1 from her agitation. "Oh, Harry, that I had not sent you away on that dreadful night." Re seemed so quiet and gentlemanly that I offered no objection to the low-toned conversntion which passed between them for a minute. When he fini11hed and faced me he thanked me for my forbearance. "I am ready," be said in conclusion. And an hour later ha was in the Tombs. On a dark anll storm y night three years before the day when I captured Harry Owens a. nmrder had been com mitted, and his disappearance, combined with other circum2tances, had led to its being laid at his door. For SE"veral years Harry Owen bad been waiting on Martha. M e dley, with whom he had fallen in love. She loved him truly in return; but being beautiful, much sought after, she was a bit of a coquette. She looked for warc1 to him some day, but being fond of society, kept puttmg Harry off, as the marriage would necessarily make her lead a quieter life. "Do you love me?" h e had asked her a week before the fa ta 1 tragedy. "I don't know,'' she had demurely said, bestowing on him a coquettish look. "I must have an answer,'' he sa.id firmly. "Murtha, I will not be longer tortured by doubts. Answer me truthCully, for it is the la.>t time I shall ask the question I swear it before high heaven!" ' And Martha, alarm e d at even the bare of losing her lo>er, grew pale and agitated. Had she onlv answered him honestl y then, years of misery would have been spa.red to both. She bad coquetted so long that she could not bear now to capitulate, to surrender without terms. "You're a mean fellow, Harry, to press me so !" she said. "But--" with a sigh-"I-I thiDk I do care a little for you. But you must give me a week to make up my mind." "Have you not had long enough already? You have known for a foll year that I have loved you." "Gi>e me a waek; I ir.ust have it,'' she stubbornly said. And a. week from that night, while the cold winter wind whistled around the corners, an'd the feathery flakes of i:mow were b eing hurled swiftly hither and thither, Harry Owen waited on Martha, Medley to obtain the answer she bad promised to him. They did not have the parlor to themselves until nearly eleven o'e:lock, and the clock on the mantel was chiming the hour mention e d when he hoarsely asked: "Your answer, l\fortha ?" Poor fellow l Ile had been kept so long on the keen edge of despair tha.t he did not-as she bad determined he roust-go on his knees and plead his cause in a tone of a.rd or. She was piqued. She would bring him to his knees yet. "I hate to wouncl your feelings, Ra1-ry,'' . she gravely began; what more she might have said her lover did not \rnit to hear. Was her answer to be "yes,'' she would not have prefaced it thus. So he judged; and, springing to !1is feet, he de nounced her bitterly as a heartless coquette, and beside him.scJi with anger, he darted out into the stormy winter's night And Martb11. On bended knees she prayed for his But he knew not of this, did not hear her appeals, her call s of his name. Of a nervous, passionate, excitable temperament, he strode along the streets, not returning home . At last he found himself on the river-front. In his gloomy despair

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