The Liberty Boys in Mohawk Valley, or, Fighting Redcoats, Tories and Indians


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The Liberty Boys in Mohawk Valley, or, Fighting Redcoats, Tories and Indians

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A Weekly /t\agazine containing Stories of the American R FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 168 WEST 23D STREET, NEW YORK .No. 794:. YOHK, Jl.-\RCH 17, 1916. Pl'ice 5 Uents . When the Liberty Boys saw what the redcoats, Tories and Indians were doing, their blood boiled with anger. "Fire, Liberty Boys!" cried Dick; ''kill the brutes! Don' t leave one alive, if you can help it!" The youths fired a volley.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 A Weekly Magazine Containing Stories of the American Revolution Issued lVeel•Ly-By Subscription $2.50 per year. lfotercd at the Yew 1'orlc. Y. 1'., Po8t Office as Second-Glass Jlatter by Franl• Tousey, Publisl1er, 168 West Z3d .<>treet, New Yori,. Xo. 79-. XEW YORK, MARCH 17, 1916. Price 5 Cents. The Liberty Boys I Ill Mohawk Valley -OR-\ FIOHTINO REDCOATS, TORIES AND INDIANS By HARRY MOORE CHAPTER I. THE INDIAN J\fAIDEN AND THE BEAR. "Hello!., A young man of perhaps twenty years was riding along a winding road that led through the timber, and ran parallel with the Mohawk River in Central New York. The youth in questi.oh was bronzed and handsome, and there was a peculiar air of determination about him. He impressed one with the belief that he would do whatever he set out to do, if such a thing were at all possible. He was mounted on a magnificent horse, coal black in color; the animal was evidently a thoroughbred, with the best Arabian blood flowing in his veins. The exclamation had escaped the lips of the youth after he had rounded a bend" in the road. There was no wonder he had uttered an exclamation. He had come upon a scene that would have brought forth an ejaculation from any one. Just bes'ide the road, and perhaps fifty yards distant from the horseman, an Indian maiden of perhaps seventeen years was running around and around a large tree, with a huge black bear in pursuit. One glance, and then the young man spurred his horse forward, at the same time drawing a pistol. '"I must have a hand in that?" the youth murmured. When yet twenty yards from the scene the horse paused and gave utterance to a snort of fear, and stood there, trembling. ''What, are you afraid, Major?" the youth exclaimed. "Very well, I will go it alone!" He leaped to the ground, and walked hastily forward. The Indian girl, catching sight of the youth, gave utterance tQ an exclamation of relief. The bear, too, saw the newcomer, for he gave a growl and showed his teeth. He did not stop pursuing the girl, however; perhaps he deemed her a more tender morsel than wou ld be furnished by the newcomer. "Have no fear; I will save you,., said the young man. . Then, waiting till the bear came around, the youth leveled the pistol, took quick aim, and fired. Crack! The bullet struck Bruin in the neck, causing him to utter a ' fierce growl; but he did not stop chasing the gir l. He was a bear with a single idea, evidently. "All right; I'll try you again," murmured the youth, and replaced the J,Jistol in his belt and drew another. He waited till the bear came around on the side where he stood, and then leveled the pistol and fired another shot. Crack! This time his aim was better. The bullet struck Bruin just back of the ear, and penetrated t o the brain. I The brute gave utterance to a hoarse, snarling growl, and, turning, started toward the youth, his paws wildly clawing the air. The young man leaped to one side, out of the way, at the same time drawing another pistol. He did not have to use it, however, for the bear was mortally hurt. The brute suddenly paused, sto od almost still for a few moments, and then fell to the ground in the throes of death. The Indian girl came and stood beside the youth and gazed d own u pon the writhing animal. "Um never chase Red Fawn agin,., she said. "You are right," was the reply. "'That is the end of his bearship." Then the young man looked curiously at the Indian maiden. He was surprised, for tlle girl was really beautiful. Had she been white and dressed in the garb of civilization she would have vied with any of her sex. "Red Fawn m u ch 'blige to young white man," she said simply, yet with an intonation that showed she was possessed of considerable feeling . "You are welcome," was the smiling reply. "I am glad that I happened along just at the right time." "Red Fawn glad." Then she looked at the youth keenly, and said: "What young man's name?" "My name? It is Dic k Slater." "Me heap g l a d t• know yo u , Dick Slater." She extended her hand, which the youth grasped and pressed warm ly. ' The yo ung man was indeed Dick Slater, at that time the most famous scout and spy rf the Revolution. He was also captain of a company of youths of about his own age, who were known as The Liberty Boys of '76 . At the time of which we write the Liberty Boys had been sent out into the Mohawk Valley to co-operate with a patriot force under General Sullivan. The other youths were back several miles, coming along at a leisurely pace, and Dick had come on ahead to do some scouting. As the Indian girl looked at the handsome young man therE was a troubled look in her eyes. . "Dick Slater goin' on up road-mebby?" she remarked, inq u i ringl y, with a gesture in the direction referred to. "Yes, Red Fawn." The girl shook her head. "Red Fawn don't want young white man t' go." "Why not?" in surprise. "Red Fawn's people there." "Ah ! Well, what of that?" "Injuns don't like white people, an' they hurt young white man."

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2 THE LIBERTY BOYS MORA WK VALLEY. Dick Slater looked thoughtful. "How far are they from here?" he asked presently. '"Bout two, three mile." "They are near this road?" "Ugh! They camp right by it." "Then we will have to go around." "Who Dick Slater mean by 'we'?" r The youth looked at the girl thoughtfully for a few mo-ments, and then said: "I have some comrades; they are back down the road." At this moment there came the sound of firing from the di rection from which Dick had come. He listened a moment, and then said: "I fear my comrades have been attacked. I must go to their assistance. Good-by." He ran to his horse and leaped into the saddle. The next instant l).e was riding back down the road at a swift gallop. He went about a mile and a half, and then suddenly he brought his horse to a stop. He found his farther advance barred by British soldiers; the road was filled with them. They seemed to have their attention turned in the other direction, but suddenly one happened to look back and see Dick, and then others looked around. Perhaps a dozen ran and leaped on horses and came dash ing toward Dick. He wished to rejoin the company of Liberty Boys, but knew it would be useless to try to do so at this time. He would have enough to do to make his escape. Whirling his horse, he rode away at the swiftest pace of which his animal was capable. After him, yelling like mad, came the British troopers. They used whip and spur in the effort to get within pistol shot distance. But Dick Slater was mounted on a horse that was as swift as the wind. The ordinary horse, such as was ridden by troopers, was no him. On the youth rode. After him came the redcoats. He knew that he could escape from the troopers, but he was thinking of the Indians that were to be encountered if he continued onward in the direction he was going. "I am between two fires," he said to himselff. "I don't know what to do." He continued onward till he came to the point where the dead bear lay, and then, remembering that he could not go much farther without being in danger of encountering the Indians, he brought his horse to a stop and leaped to the ground. "Come, Major," he said, and he struck into the timber, and walked along at as good a pace as possible, the horse follow ing. He had gone in this direction perhaps three-quarters of a mile when he found himself surrounded by at least a score of Indians. The redskins had risen up almost as silently as so many ghosts. The leader of the party of redskins was a fierce-looking chief of perhaps twenty-five years of age. He looked at Dick menacingly, and said: "White man give up?" Di<'k looked around, and nodded. ;quaws and children crowded around to look at the prisoner. They jabbered to one another, and many threatening looks were given Dick. A couple of old squaws got close to Dick and struck him with some sharp sticks. "Make them stop that," said Dick to the braves who had hold of his arms. The two grinned and shook their heads. "No kin make um stop," said one. "You mean that you don't want to make them stop, I guess," said Dick. The chief happened to notice what was going on, however, and he said something in a sharp voice, and the two old squaws dropped back, much to Dick's satisfaction. They were soon near the center of the encampment, and here they paused. The brave who had led Major, however, had gone over to a point where the Indian ponies were tied, and was now en gaged in tying the white youth's horse to a tree. Dick looked around him, wondering what kind of treatment he would receive at the hands of his redskinned captors. He wondered if he would be able to escape. Suddenly his eyes fell upon a familiar face. It was that of Red Fawn, the Indian maiden whom he rescued from danger of death by killing the bear. His eyes met hers, and she gave him a smile and a nod that was evidently meant to be reassuring. Dick felt better now. CHAPTER II. RED FAWN REPAYS DICK. But the chief of the party that had captured Dick saw the girl smile and nod at Dick. His face grew dark with anger. He was in love with Red Fawn, and his jealousy was at once aroused by the girl's action. He strode toward Red Fawn, and paused and glared at her fiercely. He spoke to the girl angrily in the Indian tongue. Dick was watching the maiden, and he noted that she met the chief's eyes bravely, and did not flinch. She replied in the Indian tongue, and it was plain from her demeanor that she was answering with spirit. They talked a few minutes, and then the chief came and faced Dick. "Red Fawn say you save her life by sbootin' bear," he said. Dick nodded. "I shot the bear," he said. "I don't know that I saved her life. She might have escaped anyway." The chief nodded assent. "Ugh; that so," be agreed. He was silent a few moments, during which time be looked sullenly at the ground. Then he looked at Dick, and said: "You save Red Fawn; you-lilre her heap-mebby?" Dick saw what the trouble was, and he glanced toward the Indian maiden; she was looking at him eagerly, but turned her face away, as she saw him look in her
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THE LIBERTY BOYS IX MOHAWK VALLEY. It was now the middle of the afternoon, and the time wore away. The Liberty Boy heard the guttural voices of the braves, and the discordant tones of the squaws, "(Ilingled with which were the shrill cries, screams, and laughter of the children and the barking of the dogs. The youth had leisure now, and he wondered if 'his Liberty Boys bad succeeded in holding their own against the red coats. ''Jove, I'm sorry that I missed that fight!" he told himself. Slowly the time rolled away. At last evening came. He knew it was evening by the smell of the food cooking. The redskins were getting supper. Dick was hungry, but he wondered if he could bring himself to the point of eating what the dirty savages cooked. At last the flap of the wigwam was pushed back, and a brnve entered, carrying a rude wooden tray, on which was some bread and meat. lie un lied the ropes binding Dick's hands, and said: White boy eat." Dick was so hungry that he forgot his scruples. He ate heartily, and when he finished there was nothing lefi on the platter. The brave had stood there, watching the youth stoically, and when Dick had finished he said: 'l'gh! White boy heap hungry." •I was pretty hungry, that's a fact," agreed Dick. Then the redskin tied Dick's wrists again. Thi8 done, he picked up the tray and left the wigwam without a word or another glance at the prisoner. He isn't a very sociable sort of a fellow,., thought Dick, grimly. "well, I don't feel much like talking, myself." A few minutes later the chief, Gray Wolf, entered the wig wam. He paused in front of Dick and glared down upon the youth in a manner that was doubtless intended to Inspire Dick's heart with a feeling of fear. He might as well have saved himself the trouble, however, for Dick Slater was not the youth to be frightened by looks. He looked the Indian straight in the eyes, and waited for him to speak. He did not have long to wait. "\\'hite man in heap trouble," said Gray Fox. "So it would seem, was the dry reply. "'\\'hite man goin' to be burned at stake, ugh! Di<-k eyed the savage searchingly. He seemed to be in earnest. ' 1ou had better be careful," the youth said. "I have friends who will kill every one of you, if you harm me." The redskin grunted, and made a contemptuous gesture. "Gray Fox no 'fraid,'' he said. "Don't b'leeve white man has enny frien's." r have lots oi' them, hundreds of them. I belong to an army, and it will be along here soon, and if you harm me it will mean the utter extermination of your tribe." ''Gray Fox no '!'raid,., the Indian said with a look of con-tempt on his leathery face. .. And you are going to burn me at the stake1 you say?" "Ugh!" "\Vllen ?" "T'night." "About how soon?" "Oh, in free, four hours." Then he took his departure. Dick had an extremely sober look on his face. He realized that he was in great danger. Gray Fox was jealous of him, and would most certainly put him to death, unless he escaped; and there did not seem to be much chance of doing this. He would make the attempt, however. If he was killed while doing it it would not be so bad as being burned at the stake. He at once began working at the rope which bound his wrists. He had spread his wrists a bit when the brave tied them, and in this way had them a bit loosened to start with. He worked like a beaver, but found it a difficult matter to make any further progress. One, two hours passed, and still Dick had not succeeded in getting his hands free. He was not discouraged, however. He still had a couple of hours, if Gray Fox had told the truth. One might be able to do much in two hours, especially when one's life depended on it. Dick worked hard. He pulled, tugged, and strained on the rope. lt was strong, however, and resisted all his efforts to loosen it. To brea,k it was an impossibility. Another hour passed, and still he seemed to be as far from being free as ever. It was so dark in the wigwam that he could not see across to the other side. The youth began to fear that the redskins might come to lead him away to the stake at any moment. Still he went on with his work. He would not give up; that was not his style. Presently he heard a noise. It was at the back of the wigwam, and near where Dick lay. It was a sort of scratching, or tearing sound. "I wonder what that is?" thought Dick. He listened a few moments, and then was electrified by hearing his name spoken in a cautious whisper: "Dick Slater." He recognized the voice, even though it was in a whisper. It was that of Red Fawn, the Indian maiden. ''Here!" whispered Dick, in reply. "I am coming." 'The next moment Dick felt the girl's hand on his face. "Have you a knife?" he whispered. "Yes." "Then cut the ropes binding my wrists and ankles." "l will." The Indiai1 maiden did so. 'Now follow me," she whispered. "'You must get 'way quic-k, or you be taken to stake and burned." "Lead on. I will follow." The girl moved softly away. Dick followed. He went altogether by sound, as he could not see the maiden. He could hear a faint rustling noise, and knew it was made by his rescuer. Red had cut a slit in the back part of the wigwam and they had crept through this; then they made their way toward the timber, which was perhaps twenty yards distant. It so happened that there were no camp1lres that threw light on the strip of ground between the back of the wigwam and the trees, so the movements of the two were shielded from the observation of the Indians. On they mov e d, slowly but surely. The girl was an expert at tlfis sort of work, of course, for she had been to it all her life; and Dick was expert, for he had practised such work a great deal while acting as a scout and spy. At last they reached the trees, and rose to their feet. "You are free," whispered the girl. 'Thanks to you, Red Fawn!" said Dick, feelingly. "You saved Red Fawn's life from bear; she do only what she ought do." "I thank you, just the same, Red Fawn. And now, I wonder if I can secure my horse?" "I have already got horse; come with me." The girl took Dick's hand and led him through the timber. Presently they came to the edge of the timber, and there, tied to a tree, was Major, bridled and saddled. The road was just beyond. "Red Fawn, you're a brave, noble-hearted girl!" said Dick feelingly, "and I shall never forget y.ou." ' "If Dick Slater remember Red Fawn, that pay enough," said the girl, and there was a pathetic note in her voice that told a good deal. "If ever I have a chance to do anything for you to repay you for what you have just done for me, rest assured that I will do it, Red Fawn," said Dick. "I ask the young white man to do nothing," was the quiet reply. "Well, I guess that I had better be going; your people may learn of my escape at any moment." "That's so." At this instant on the night air rose a chorus of angry yells. CHAPTER III. TROUBLES MULTIPLY. "Ugh! Um have foun' out now!" exclaimed Red l<'awu "So they have."

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THE LIBERTY BOYS MOHAWK VALLEY. "Young white man better go quick'" "I will do so. Good-by." "Good-by." The youth leaped into the saddle and rode away up the road. He went at a walk for a few moments, and then at a gal. He did not much fear pursuit, and so, after riding a mile .or so, he brought his horse down to a walk. He fell to musing. "The question now is, What am I to do?" he thought. He did not want to get very far away from this vicinity, for liis Liberty Boys were somewhere around, and he wished to find them. It was a bright moonlight night, and Dick was enabled to see about him almost as well as if it were daytime. He kept a sharp lookout, for he did not know at what moment he might encounter enemies. Suddenly a dozen men leaped out from behind the trees at the roadside and barred Dick's way. "Halt!" cried one. The youth brought his horse to a st.op. "Who are you and what do you want?" he cried. "You are not the one to ask questions," was the retort. '"rhat is for us to do. A)ld now I ask who you are?" "My name is Tom Fulton." "Where are you going?" "To the home of an uncle wh' o lives about fifty miles from here." "Where are you from?" "Albany." "When did you leave there?" "Five days ago." "Why are you going to this uncle of yours?" "I am going to live with him. I am an orphan and have no borne of my own." "Oh, that's it, eh?", '•Yes." "Humph! You tell a very pretty story-Dick Slater!" Dick started. He was surprised. How did this man know who he was? This was a difficult question to answer. Feeling that his safest course would be to deny his identity, OC>ick said: "'Why do you call me out of my name?" "I haven't done so." "Yes, you have. My name is Tom Fulton." "Your name Is Dick Slater." This was said positively. "You are mistaken," said Dick. "I am not mistaken. We were told that Dick Slater and the Liberty Boys were in this vicinity, and I am sure that you are Dick Slater." "I am not; you have made a mistake." "I don't think so; and you will have to go with us." "Where to?" "It does not matter to you; dismount! " The time had come when Dick would have to do something. He would either have to obey orders, dismount and permit himself to be made a prisoner, or he would have to make an 'attempt to escape. Which should he do? There were at least a dozen of the men, and they had muskets and rifles in their hands, and leveled, so it would be extremely dangerous to try to escape. Still, Dick had only just escaped from the Indians, and he did not feel like permitting himself to be made a prisoner again. Dick was naturally brave and daring, and on occasion he could be desperate. And this seemed to be one of the occasions where desperate tactics might avail him something. He decided to make the attempt to escape, come what might. Just a.5 he came to this decision he heard the sound of hoof beats behind him. Some horsemen were coming, and from the sound Dick judged that there must be at least a score of them. He at once leaped to the conclusion that the approaching horsemen were Indians, and that they were in pursuit of him. The Liberty Boy was between two fires, so to speak. He decided to act. Suddenly he cried out, in a sharp voice of simulated excitement: "Behind you, men! Look out!" The men involuntarily whirled to see what danger threatened them from that direction. This was just what Dick wanted. He spoke' a word of command to Major, and the noble animal leaped forward as though shot fr.om a catapult. He was upon the men in an instant, and three were knocked down and trampled underfoot. Then the Liberty Boy was through the line and riding down the road like a cyclone. Yells of rage escaped the lips of the members of the party, and groans escaped the lips .of those who had been knocked down and run over. The men whirled and fired after the fugitive. Luckily they fired in such haste that the bullets went wild. Then, almost before they knew what was taking place, they were ridden down by a party of horsemen. Several of them were knocked down and trampled on, but none were knocked senseless, and they quickly scrambled up and hastened to get in among the trees at the roadside. The party .of horsemen was made up of Indian braves, and they were riding swiftly, in the hope of overtaking the escaping fugitive. They brought their horses to a stop, whirled, and rode back i to where they had come upon the men. Leaping to the ground, they darted Into the timber, and tried to catch the white men, but failed, and presently returned to the road and remounted their horses and rode onward at a gallop. They kept this up till they had gone a couple of miles, and then they paused, turned about and rode back. They had given up the pursuit. Meanwhile, Dick had ridden steadily and swiftly onward, and when the Indians turned back he was a mile beyond that point. He now brought his horse to a stop. He did not wish to go any farther in this direction than was absolutely necessary, for every mile took him just that much farther away from his Liberty Boys. He sat still and listened intently. He could hear no sound of pursuit. "I believe they have given it up and gone back,,. he told himself. He hoped that such was the case. He wished to be sure, however, so he sat there several min utes, listening. . He heard no sound, and SQ decided that he need not go any farther. He finally dismounted and led his horse into the timber . . Not wishing to stop too near the road, he continued onward till he had penetrated to a depth of half a mile. He was just on the point of stopping, when he came upon an old cabin standing in the midst of a tangle of underbrush. "Hello, here is a cabin," said Dick to himself. "I might as well have a covering over me as not, so will stop here for the night." He tied his horse to a tree and unbridled and unsaddled him. Then he IQ.ade his way to the cabin and pushed the door open and entered. It was dark in the room, but Dick was sure the cabin was empty, and did not hesitate. He felt around, until he had made the rounds of the room; as he had supposed, it was empty, save for a bunk in one corner. This bunk had some boughs of trees in it, and would make a very good place to sleep. Dick spread his blanket in the bunk and got in and lay down. He was tired and was soon asleep. How long he slept he did not know, but he was awakened suddenly-and rudely. He felt himself seized ' by strong hands and whirled over upon his face in the bunk. He was wide awake upon the instant, and began to struggle with all his might, but found that his assailant was a most powerful man. Try as he might, Dick could not get his wrists free from the man's grasp. He fought as hard as he could, but the man succeeded in tying his hands in spite of him. This done, the youth's assailant whirled him over on his back. Dick looked at the man with interest.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS IN UOHA WK VALLEY. 5 He saw a man, strong and powerful-looking, but with a I "No want you," was the reply, "but want young paleface great hump on his back. His arms were long and powerful, heap bad." and the fnce was covered with a black, scraggly beard. Two "Why do ye want him?" fierce-looking eyes glared down upon the youth. ''He our pris'ner las' night, but um git 'way-ugh." A candle was burning on a rude table, and this made it pos-Dick hardly knew what to think. He was a prisoner no.,.,. sible for the two to see each other. and would be getting from the frying-pan, but only to get intc, They stared at each other for a few moments, and then the fire. Dick said: ''Why have you done this?" "I will tell ye," was the reply. "Ye hev come inter my cabin, an' thet is somethin' thet I hev sworn thet no man shall do." "Is this your cabin?" "Yes." "Well, I didn't know any one lived here. I am sorry to have broken in upon you in this manner, and if you will free my hands I will go my may." The man shook his head. "It is too late," he said. "You are in my cabin, and now I am not goin' to let you leave." "What are you going to do with me?" The man shook his head again. 'I don't know," he replied. "I will have to think about et." Dick eyed the man closely. He wondered whether he really was in danger. He was unable to make up his mind. Presently he said: "Unfasten my wrists, sir, and let me go. Had I known that this cabin was occupied I would not have entered." "I will hev to think et over," was the reply. "I hev sworn that no man shall enter my cabin and live, and I think thet I shall keep my oath." Dick did not like this at all. "But my case is different," he protested. "I did not come and push my way in, knowing that you lived here and did not want visitors. Free me and let me go, and I will not bother Dick waited to see what the hunchback would do. The man got up and walked to the door and looked out. Then he came bat:k and cut the rope binding Dick's ankles. "There are twenty redskins out .there," he said. ' "No use for me to try to hold ye agin them." Dick groaned mentally. He would have preferred remaining the prisoner of the hunchback, for he believed that be would have been able to make his e scape in some way, but once he was in the hands of the redskins he would not have much chance for his life. He rose and walked slowly toward the door. "That right," said the leader of the redskins. ''White boy no try t' fight; um got sense." At this moment there sounded a volley, and six or seven of the Indians fell, dead or wounded. Dick leaped toward the table and seized his belt and pistols. Then he sprang to the doorway and began firing at the redskins. He brought down two before they got away, and then an exclamation of delight escaped his lips, for he recognized the newcomers. They were the Liberty Boys! The youths-for they were all young fellows--dashed through the timber in pursuit of the redskins, but were soon back again, for they knew it was not worth while trying to capture the Indians when they had a chance to run and keep out of sight among the trees. When they had all returned to the cabin Dick gave them a warm greeting. vou again." But the man shook his head. "You got here in time to save me from capture, boys," he "I will keep you here till morning," he said. "Then r will "Bu! how you .to cabin, anyway?" decide what shall be done." We weie followmg the 1edskms, repl!ed Bob Estabrook, He had closed and barred the door and now he spread a J a handsome youth of Dick's own age. "We had no idea you ' h " blanket on the floor and lay down, after blowing the light I were ere. out. The hunchback was standing in the doorway glaring at the "Put me on floor, and you take the bunk," said Dick. yo,?ths. . ,, . . . "No, rest easy to-night; it may be your last." I guess we will go now, Dick said to him. This was not very consoling, but Dick made up his mind n:ade no . to take the advice. Because it might be the last night he A1 en t you afraid the Indians will come back and kili would ever get a chance to sleep was no reason why he should you?" Dit'k asked. remain awake, so he was soon sound asleep. ''They won't hurt me," the man replied. When he awoke again it was moruing, and the hunchhack "You are sure?" was cooking some bacon at the fireplace . at the end of the "Yes." room. "Very well. Then we will go." 'l'he bacon smelled good, for Dick was hungry. Dick's horse was where he had left him, and he untied He stirred, and the hunchback looked around. Major, bridling and saddling him, and soon the party was •so y e are awake, are ye?" he said. making its way through the timber toward the road, the other "Yes." youths having untie d their horses, which had been left a "l ye are hungry?" couple of hundred yards back from the cabin. "To tell the truth, I am." As they walked along, Dick told the youths his adventures, "Well, breakfas'll soon be ready." and then he asked: He was to have something to eat, then. "How did you come out of the encounter with the British Dick was very glad to know this. Even though he was to troopers?" be put to death soon afterward, he would be glad to eat "All right," replied Bob Estabrook. "They wounded two or another square meal beforehand. three of us, but not seriously." When he had finished cooking the bacon the hunchback Presently they reached the road, and here they mounted and placed the meat and some bread on the table. Then he came rode onward toward the west. to the bunk and looked at Dick thoughtfully. A few moments Dick and Bob rode in the lead and conversed as they went. later he said: The question they discussed was regarding what they should "C'ome to the table." do. Dick got out of the bunk and walked to the table and took 'l'hey were desirous of remaining in the vicinity; for they a seat on the end of a block that was used as a stool. were expecting the coming of a large force under General SulThen the hunchback bound the youth's ankles and un-livan. fastened his wrists, first having been careful to remove Dick's They did not know just when it would reach this part of the belt and weapons. country. "Now go ahead and eat," he said. "I think we had better bunt up a good location and go into They had just begun eating when there sounded a guttural camp," said Dick. "How?" and, looking around, they saw several Indians stand"I think so too • agreed Bob. "There Is certainly work Ing at the open door. ' ,, enough for us' to in these parts, old man." "The woods are full of them." "Let's be on the lookout for a good camping place, then." They kept their eyes open, and at last Dick pointed to a h1ll , CHAPTER IV. BAD WORK. "How?" said one, grinning in a manner which showed he was enjoying the situation. "What d'ye want here?" the hunchback asked. half a mile distant, to the left. It was about three-quarters of a mile from the Mohawk River. that J "I wonder if that wouldn't be a good place to go into camp?" be remarked. •I should think so, Dick. "

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6 THE LIBER'l'Y BOYS IX 1IOHA WK VALLEY. ''"\Ve will be able to keep a good lookout over the surrounding country from there. " ''Yes; and yonder are two farmhouses, where we ought to be abl e to get provisions." "True. And if we should be attacked, the position on the hill would be a strong one." 'So it would. We could thrash four or five times our own number." They turned aside and left the road. Dismounting, they led their horses, and made their way s lowly and toilsomely up the slope. When they reached the top of the '1m they found that it was an ideal place for an encampment. There was a level place of about two acres on the top, and this would afford them plenty of room, both for themselves and for the horses. They began making arrangements to camp here at once. They attended to the horses first, unbridling and unsaddling them, and then they selected the site for the encampment. It was almost noon when they got through, and then they made fires and proceeded to cook their dinners. When this was done they ate heartily. "What are we going to do this afternoon, Dick?" asked Bob. "I guess we may as well remain here and get used to our surroundings. We wlll keep a lookout for parties of redcoats, Tories, or Indians, and if we see some we will go after them." "That's the way to talk." They put in the afternoon in camp. They had sentinels out, and also two youths were in the tops of trees watching for enemies. • None were seen, however, and when evening came the youths cooked and ate their suppers and got ready to settle down for the night. Bob presently came to Dick and suggested that some of the youths go on a foraging expedition. "We are in need of some provisions," he said. "All right; you take a party and go down to the houses in the valley, Bob," said Dick. "Get as much in the way of food supplies as you can, Bob." "We will." Then Bob and a dozen of the youths set out. They were not long in reaching the nearest house, and from the talk of the owner they judged that he was a patriot. Bob told him that they were in need of some provisions, and he gave them all the meat, potatoes and cornmeal that they could carry, and told them to come back and get more when that was gone. ''Thank yo u , Mr. Ferris," said Bob. "We will do so." The family consisted of Mr. and Mrs. Ferris and Anna, seventeen, and Tom, twelve years of age. One of the Liberty Boys, Henry French by name, took a great liking to the girl. Nor was he to be blamed, for she was an exceedingly pretty girl. He talked of her all the way to the encampment, and the boys joked him quite a little. "Say, Dick, if you have any occasion to send to the farmhouse for anything at any time in the future, send Harry," grinned Bob, when they reached the encampment. "Why so, Bob?" "There's a girl there-a right pretty girl she is, too-and Harry has fallen in love with her." "Oh, that's it, eh?" 'Yes." "All right; I always like to help any one along all I can, under such circumstances, so I will bear what you have said in mind." "Much obliged, Dick," said Harry, who was good-natured and ready to take a joke. The night passed quietly. While the youths were eating breaH:fast, however, they heard the sound of firing. The sound came from the direction of the farmhouses down in the valley. One of the youths leaped up and climbed a tree. He had been there only a few moments when he called down, saying: •Some r edcoats, Tories, and Indians are making an attack on the farmhouse where we got the provisions yesterday evening." ''Is that so?" exolaimed Dick. Harry French was on his feet in an instant. "Let's go down there and drive the scoundrels away!" he cried. "That is what we will do," said Bob. I "Yes," said Dick. "Come along, boys." They hastened away at once. As it was down-hill most of the way, they could make vef)I good headway. When they drew near the farmhouse they slackened their • speed. They were yet in the timber, and could not see the house from where they were. The bill sloped to within two hundred yards of the house, and then the ground was level. They reached the foot of the slope, and then made their way through the timber at a moderate pace. They kept a sharp lookout in the direction of the house. Presently they caught sight of the house and the yard in front of it. The scene upon which they looked was one that amazed and horrified them. Mr. and Mrs. Ferris and Tom were tied hand and foot and lay on the ground, while Anna was tied to a tree, with fagots piled around her. It looked as if the fiends were "'toing to burn her at the stake! The truth of the matter was that the redcoats, Tories, and Indians had found a barrel of wine in the cellar, and bad drank so much of it that they were intoxicated and ready for any deviltry. When the Liberty Boys saw what the redcoats, Tories and Indians were doing, their blood boiled with anger. "Fire, Liberty Boys!" cried Dick; "kill the brutes! Don't leave one alive, if you can help it!" The youths fired a volley. Crash-roar! Loudly it rang out, awakening the echoes in the Mohawk valley. Then on the air rose shrieks, yells, war-whoops and groans. The noise was enough to make one's blood run cold. "Give it to them again, Liberty Boys!" cried Dick. Crash-roar! CHAPTER V. SURROUNDED! The second volley was from pistols, so it did not do suc h good execution as had been the case with the muskets. Still, quite a number were killed or wounded. The redcoats, Tories and Indians fired a scattering, random volley that did little or no damage, and then fled. They knew that they were outnumbered, and so they did not feel like trying to stand their ground and make a fight. The Liberty Boys were angry, however, and were not disposed to let the enemy escape so easily. "Pursue them! " cried Dick. "Don't let one esc&.pe." The youths obeyed the command with alacrity. That is, they obeyed the order to pursue the redcoats and their allies, and they were uetermined, too, to kill as many as possible. There was one Liberty Boy who did not pursue the enemy, however; the youth in question was Harry French. He paused and cut the rope binding Anna Ferris to the tree. "Anna! Poor girl!" half-whispered Harry, in a tender voice; "sit down and I will go and free your parents and brother." "Thank you!" said Anna, and she sat down. She was weak and faint from fatigue and fright. Harry then went and cut the bonds of Mr. and Mrs. and Tom Ferris, and they rose to their feet and thanked the youth. "You and your comrades have done us a great favor!" said Mr. Ferris. "And we thank you most heartily!" from Mrs. Ferris. Then s h e went to where Anna sat and kissed her daughter. Anna was feeling better now, and rose to her feet. She and her mother looked about them, on the dead and wounded redcoats, Tories and Indians, and shuddered. "You had better go into the house," said Harry, who no ticed this. "Yes, go on in,'' urged Mr. Ferris . "This is no sight for you." The two entered the house, which luckily, had not been set on fire by the redcoats and their allies. Doubtless it would have been fired had not the Liberty Boys put in an appearance and driven the scoundrels away. Meantime, Dick and his comrades were chasing the rdtl coats, Indians and Tories.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS .IX :JIOHA WK Y ALLEY. 7 The villains seattered and ran in as many different directions as there were men, but the Liberty Boys scattered, too, and kept after them. Every few seconds the crack of a pistol was heard, and nearly every time either a redcoat, 'l'ory or Indian was killed or wounded. The Liberty Boys kept up the chase as long as they could sea any of the scoundrels, and when at last they could see no more of them they made their way back to the farmhouse. Here they took a look around, and found seventeen dead redcoats, Tories and Indians, and five wounded ones. Of these three were redcoats and two were Tories. "'Now, the question is, what shall be done with the wounded men?" said Dick. "The Tories might be taken to their homes," said Mr. Ferris. 'You know them, then?"' asked Dick. "Yes; they are neighbors of mine, though we have not been on good terms for some time, owing to the difference in our political beliefs. 'I understand. Well. bitch up your wagon, and we will place the two men in it, and you may take them home." "Very well.., Then Dick ordered the Liberty Boys to bury the dead redcoats, Tories and Indians, and they did so. 'l'he wagon was ready by that time, and the two wounded Tories were placed in it, on straw that had been placed in the wagon-box. The three redcoats were carried into the house. Their wounds were dressed in the best manner possible as had been the case with the two Tories. Dick sent four of the Liberty Boys along with Mr. Ferris, to help get the wounded.men out of the wagons and into their houses, when these should be reached. It was not far to the men's homes, so it did not take such a very long while to make the trip and return. Everything was now all right again, and so the Liberty Boys bade the members of the Ferris family good-by and went b:'!ck to their encampment on the hill. The youths did not know it, but they were pursued back to their encampment l:>y an Indian, who followed with the utealtbiness of a cat stalking a bird. The Indian in question was Gray Fox. His face was dark with rage, for a number of his best braves harl fallen before the bullets of the hated paleface youths. He evidently recognized the leader of the Liberty Boys as being the youth he had had a priscner, and who had escaped, for once or twice he fitted an arrow to his bow and drew it bad(, as though with the intention of shooting Dick, but gave up the idea. Doubtless he did not wish to let the youths know that they 'Yere being followed. \\'hpn the Liberty Boys reached the encampment, Gray Fox paused not far away and took in the scene with his keen eyes. Ugh! White boys have camp here, he said to himself. He remliined there, watching, for an hour or more. Then he stole away, a cunning look on his fac e. "We ketch white !Joys!., he muttered. ..We um an' kill um or make um pris'ners. • The Liberty Boys kept close watch all the rest of that day, but did not catch sight of any redcoats, Tories, or Indians. Tl1ey had e"pected that their action in striking the enemy such a blow would bring them forth in search of the ones who had done the striking, but such was not the case. 'iVhen night came, the sentinels were stationed, and then the youths Jay down and went to sleep. When morning came they were given a surprise, for they found out that their encampment was surrounded by redcoats, Tories and Indians. The force was too strong for them to break through, and they would have to remain where they were and make the best fight possible. .. Great guns, Dick; it looks as if we are in for it! " said Bob. "Yes, so it does, .. agreed Dick. "But we"Jl make a. fight that is a fight, eh?" "Yes, indeed. The redcoats and their allies made an attack about ten o'clock, but were repulsed. The Liberty Boys fired so rapidly and with such deadly precision that the enemy was forced to retire. Later on the redcoats sent a messenger under the protection of a flag of truce. Dick went out to meet him. •what do you want?" the youth asked. "My commander has sent me to ask you to surrender." "Oh, he has, eh?" "Yes .. , •wen, you go back and tell your commander that we will do nothing of the kind." "You had better think before answering." 'No, the matter does not require any extra thought." "But we outnumber you so greatly that you will have to sur, render, sooner or later, for you cannot break through and escape." "That remains to be seen." "I should think that you could see it easily enough .. , "No matter. We will not surrender." "You are foolish." "Perhaps so; perhaps not." "Let me tell you something else, then, Dick Slater." "Go ahead." "We have sent for reinforcements, and they will be here this evening .. , "Is that so?" "Yes." "What of it?" "Just this. That you will be overwhelmed then, and will be captured, probably after losing a number of your men." "So that is what you think, eh?" "Yes." "You may be right; and then again you may be wrong." "Bah! Why not listen to reason, and surrender now?" "Because I am not willing to take your word for anything. You i;nay have reinforcements coming, and then again you may not." "It is the truth. "Possibly; but we will wait and see." "You are the most stubborn fellow I have ever known." rt pays to be stubborn sometimes." "It will not pay you this time." "That remains to be seen." "Bah!" "You said that before," smiling. The messenger stared at Dick. He could not understand how the youth could be so cool and unconcerned when he and his comrades were in such danger. . "I don't know what to make of you, Dick Slater," he said, slowly and thoughtfully. "\Vhat do you mean?" "I mean that I cannot understand how you can be so cool and calm. Surely you do not realize the gravity of your situa tion." .. Perhaps not; then again, perhaps the situation is not as grave for us as it seems to you." "You know that you have no chance whatever to escape." ''You are mistaken." "Nothing of Ure kind.• It is plain enough. You can't escape, even now. and when we receive our reinforcements what chance will you have?" "We won't have as good a chance then as we have now, perhaps." .. You will have no chance whatever; and for that matter you have none even now, and would be doing a wise thing if you surrendered." "You. have a right to think that, if you wish. I think differently." "Then there is no 11se talking to you longer." "Not a bit." "Very well. I will go b .' make my report. He turned back, and Dick uid the '"What did he want, Dick?"' asked Bob. ''He wanted us to surrender." "So I supposed; and you didn't agree to do it?., "No." ,,,, "That's right; if they get us, let them have to work for it." "That is what they will have to do, Bob." T!J.en they discussed the situation earnestly. The youths realized that they were in great danger. They might break through the enemy's lines and escape, but they would lose a goodly numl:>er of their party, and this was something that Dick could not look upon with equanimity. He loved each and every one of the youths like a brother, and he was always very careful not to take any more than was absolutely necessary. They were unable to come to any decision regarding their course, other than to stay where they were and be ready to l"epulse the enemy if it made an attack.

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8 THE LIBERTY BOYS :MOHAWK VALLEY. Suddenly, however, Dick uttered an exclamation. "If they can get reinforcements, why may not we?" he cried. "Where could we get them?" asked Bob. 'I don't know, but it is possible that General Sullivan's force is somewhere in this vicinity." ''But even if it is, how are you going to let the general know that we are in trouble and need help?" "I am going to slip through the enemy's lines and go and tell him, Bob." Bob shook his head. "You can never get through their lines," he said. "I can try," quietly. "Yes, and you will be captured, old fellow." "I don't think so; but even if I am captured, it will only be what would happen later on, anyhow." "That's so; but, Dick, you had better let me go at the same time you do . One might fail, and the other might succeed, you know." 'True. " "Then I'm to g-0?" "Yes." "Good! When will we make the attempt-in the first part of the night or the last?" "We will start about eleven o'clock." "All right; I'll be ready." Then the two began making their preparations. They realized that they were going to attempt a very dangerous thing, but did not falter or hesitate. At last evening came, and the youths cooked and ate their suppers. Presently it grew dark, and the sentinels were tripled, for Dick feared that an attack might be made. Hour after hour passed. it last eleven o'clock arrived. Dick and Bob bade the other youths good-by and then left the encampment. They moved slowly and cautiously after they passed the last line of Liberty Boys' sentinels, for they did not know at what moment they might encounter some of the redcoats, Tories or Indians. They went only a short distance together; then they paused and shook hands. "Good-by, Bob, and good luck to you," said Dick in a cautious whisper. "Good-by, Dick, and luck to you," was the reply. Then they parted, each stealing away in a different direction. CHAPTER VI. Wll.AT HAPPENED TO BOB. Although Bob Estabrook was very rash and impuls iv e , he never lost his caution In a time of grave danger. He was thoroughly versed in woodcraft, ,and this knowledge now stood him in good stead. After parting with Dick, he slowly but carefully made his way through the trees toward the enemy' s line of sentries. He noticed that the trees grew so close together that in many places their branches overlapped each other. "There's a road through their lines over their heads," he muttered. "Here goes to see if I can't fool them." With that he climbed up in one of the trees and then watched and listened until he had the nearest sentry located. This done, he had a good clue to follow, by which he was able to govern all his future actions. As noiselessly as a panther he crept out on a big bough, and, reaching the limb of the next tree, he worked his way in until he reached the trunk, where he paused. Two more trees were gained in this manner, whieh brought him right over the head of the nearest sentry. Extreme caution was now necessary. Waiting until the man had paced off on his beat, Bob made his way over into the next tree. A small branch, unseen in the gloom, snapped beneath his feet and brought the sentinel to a sudden pause. The boy remained as quiet as a mouse. He fairly held his breath -when he saw the man peer ar.ound in the darkness and heard him demand in shJtrp tones: "Who goes there?" The sentry soon became convinc e d he had become alarmed at nothing and resumed his measured walk. On crept Bob when he was out of earshot. He passed over several more trees and finally got beyond the last l _ine of sentries, after which he slid down to the ground, and crept away on hands and knees until at length he felt he was quite safe. "So far I'm all right," he said to himself. "Now the question is, in which direction shall I go to look for Sullivan's en campment?" He was puzzled for a while to know in which direction he should go, but reaching a road, he followed it, keeping a keen lookout for camp-fires. Bob had gone about half a mile in a direction opposite to that followed by Dick, when he suddenly caught sight of a glimmering light back from the roadside. As he was not sure whether it was kindled by friend or foe, he proceeded toward it very cautiously and came out in a clearing In which there stood a log hut. The light had been shinging through a window in this rude structure, coming from a rather dim oil lamp. Up to the window crept Bob, and he peered in. A small living-room was revealed. In the open fireplace roared a log fire which was sending forth a crimson glow throughout the room. An old man with snow-white beard and wild eyes was sitting bound hand and foot on a chair before the fire, and three rough-looking men were grouped around him. They held flintlock pistols aimed at the prisoner's head, and one of them who seemed to be the leader of the trio was saying in gruff tones: "You may as well open up first as last whur yer hev got ther money hid, Jed Hawkins." "I won't!" was the prisoner's quavering reply. "If you kill me, Simon Boggs, you'll learn absolutely nothing." "That may be, friend Hawkins, but I will hev ther satisfac-tion of kuowin' you won't live ter enjoy it." "Well, I'll never reveal my secret." "Remember," threateningly, "I'll shoot if yer don't.., "Fire away! Far better death than the loss of my money." "What an old miser!" hissed another of the ruffians, casting a glance of contempt at the old man. "He'd sooner lose his life than his gold. Speak out, old man, Pl1d don't be a fool. Your gold ain't as valuable as your life. Speak out while there is yet time." "No, no!" "Do you defy me?" fiercely asked the leader. "Yes." "Hold on, Simon!" interrupted.the other man just as Boggs was about to pull the trigger. "Wull," snarled the leader. "Whut now?" "I have thought of a sure way of making him confess." "How?" eagerly. "Torture him." "Good! Good! Thet orter fetch him." "Will you do as I say?" "Name your plan, Bill." "We can hold his hand in the flame of the fire until he OW!lS up. He won't be able to withstand that argument." "Shore enuff. You've hit it." The old man's face turned white. He writhed in his chair, and gasped: "Mercy! Mercy!" "Bah!• said Boggs, "yer howlin' at last, are yer?" "Don't be so cruel. Don't burn me." "Shet up! We're goln' ter make yer tork." The look of despair on the old man's face deepened, and it made Bob's blood boil with indignation to se e how cruel these three ruffians were to their victim. He crept around to the door, which stood open. "I may not be a match for the three," he muttered, "but I won't let them torture the poor old wretch in that fashion .. , As he spoke he loosened one of the pistols in his felt. Meanwhile, one of the trio had loosened the old mans arms and, terrified at the awful torture they meant to inflict upon him, old Jed Hawkins began to struggle and yell: "Help! Help! Help!" "Shet up! " roared Boggs. "Save me!" shrieked the old man in a frenzy. "Haw! Haw! Haw!" chuckled Boggs, "nobody will hear yer squawkin' in these here woods. Haul him over ter ther fire, boys, an' b.urn him." "No! No!" screamed the old man, who was fighting like a madman to get free. "Don't hurt me." Bob could not stand the harrowing scene any longer. He sprang into the room and, leveling his pistol at Boggs, • he shouted sternly:

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I THE LIBERTY BOYS IN MORA WK VALLEY. 9 "Stop! The three ruffians started. They paused and glared around at the boy in" amazement. For a few moments there was a deep silence, a glad look of relief sweeping over the aged victim's face. "Save me!" he cried hoarsely. An ugly frown gathered on the brow of Boggs. "Say!" he growled, "who are you?" "Drop that old man, or you'll regret it," replied Bob. wwe ain't a-goin' ter do nu thin' of ther kind." "Don't be rash, sir. I've got you covered." "Oh, thet be blowed. Lower yer pistol." "I am going to count three," said Bob, rigidly. "If you ain't out of this hut when I finish, one of you will die." "Yer can't skeer us thet way," leered Boggs. "Very well. You'll soon see that I'm not fooling. One!" "Better let him go!" whispered Bill. "No, I won't!" snarled Boggs, angrily. "Two!" exclaimed Bob. With a sudden cat-like leap, Boggs landed close to the boy. Bang! went Bob's pistol at the same instant. "Three!" he added in grim tones. "Ouch! I'm'shot!" roared Boggs, tumbling over on the floor. The other two ruffians dashed across the room, Bill dodging into a closet and the other getting behind a big chest. Bob had three more pistols. He thrust the empty one in his belt, and, drawing another, he aimed It toward the man behind the chest and cried: "Get out of here, you villain, or you'll get It next!" The man heard him coming, and with a wild yell of alarm he made a rush for the door and disappeared outside. Just then Bill fired a shot at Bob from the closet, but he was so nervous that his hand shook and the bullet flew wide of its mark. "Out of the closet with you!" cried Bob. He received no reply, and let a shot fly at the panel of the , half-closed door. A Yell came from the interior. The next moment out dashed Bill and he rushed for the door and disappeared after his comrade. Bob saw Boggs rolling and groaning on the floor, and as he seemed helpless, the Liberty Boy drew out his knife and strode over to Jed Hawkins. "Cut my bonds!" pleaded the old man. "I'm going to, .. replied Bob, kindly. Only his an.kles were tied now, and Bob gashed the rope that held them and assisted the old man to rise. "The re, .. said he gently. "You are quite safe now, sir." The old man gave him a cunning look, and retreated across the room to a doorway at the back. "I s'pose you ' ll be after my money next," he growled in suspicious tones. "Everybody that comes here seems to want to rob me. " "Oh. no," r e plied Bob. "I'm no thief." .. I don't know about that," grumbled the old fellow, as he ;each c d the door. "I don't trust any one!" And h e disappeared in the back room. "What an ungrateful old bear!" thought Bob in disgust. "HHQ I've actually saved his life and he didn't even so much as thank me for it ... Just then the old miser rushed out of the back room armed with an old musket, al'!d, aiming it at Bob, he shouted excitedly: 'Get out of here! Get out of here or I'll shoot you .. , "Good gracious!" gasped Bob. "He thinks I've saved him from the others so I could rob him myself!" and seeing that the old ie!low meant to fire unless he departed, Bob took to his heels and dashed out of the hut. CHAPTER VII. DICK AND GE::
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10 THE LIBERTY BOYS IN MORA \VK VALLEY. He gazed long and earnestly. The longer he looked the more certain he was that he was right. "Yes, that light is from camp-fires!" he murmured. "I will wager that General Sullivan and his force are there." Then h e began trying to figure out the probable distance to the encampment. "It is at least five miles from here," he at last decided. Then he descended, and mounted his horse. "There must be a road leading. eastward not far from here," he thought. The trouble would be to find the road. It was so dark he could not see it. When he thought that he was in the vicinity of the point where the road crossed, he dismounted and walked and felt his way along the left-hand side of the road. At last he came to a point where there was a break of fifty or sixty feet in the timber, and he felt sure that this was I where the road crossed. He felt on the ground and found that he was right; he felt the ruts cut by the wheels of vehicles. He mounted his horse and rode toward the east. It was now so dark that he could not see his hand before his face, and he let the horse pick his way. Horses, like cats, seem to have the faculty of seeing in the dark, and the brute had no difficulty in keeping in the road. On the youth rode for perhaps half an hour, and then he caught sight of a reflection such as would be made by camp fires ahead of him. "I am almost to the encampment," he told himself. "I am glad of that!" He rode onward, slowly now, for he was nearing the camp, and knew that he would soon be challenged. He had gone only a short distance when he heard a sharp voice call out: "Halt! Who comes there?" Dick brought his horse to a stop instantly. "A friend," he replied. "Advance, friend, and give the countersign." Dick rode forward till close to the sentinel, and then said: "{ don' t know the countersign, nor do I know you person-ally, but I am sure I am a friend." "You may be sure of it," was the shrewd reply, "but how are you going to satisfy me that such is the case?" "Let me ask'you a question?" "Go ahead." "Is this force the one under General Sullivan?" "You don' t suppose that I am going to answer your questions, do you?" was the reply. "It will do no harm for you to do so." "Well, I understand my business better than that. Stay where you are till I call the officer of the guard." He summoned the officer of the guard, and that oflicE!r asked Dick who he was and who he wished to see. "I wish to see General Sullivan," was the reply. "'l'ell me who you are." Dick was careful. He coUJd not see the color of 1Jie men's uniforms, and it was possible that he had happened upon a forte of British instead of the patri0ts. So he replied: 'My name is Sam Stoller, and I live three miles west of this place. I wish to see General Sullivan." "V/hat is your business with him?" ''It is something that concerns only him, and I must see him." 'Very well. Come with me, and I will see if General Sulli-van i s in the encampment." _ He led the way into the encampment, Dick following and leading his hors e. "Wait here," said the officer of the guard. Dick paused and stead there, leaning against his horse. Presently the officer of the guard returned, and said: "General Sullivan i s here, but unless your business is of the utmost importance, the orderly will not awaken him. It is such an unearthly hour, you know." "Yes, 1 know. Well, tell the orderly that it is of the utmost importance that I should see the general. I may say that the lives of one hundred brave patriots depends on my seeing him at once .. , "Come with me; the general would want that he should be awakened under such circumstances." Dick accompanied the officer to a tent, in which the general evidently had his quarters. The orderly was summoned, and Dick's words were repeated to him. "Very well. I will awaken the general and tell him," the orderly said. He did and when he asked Dick what. name he should announce him by, the youth gave his right name. He was sure he was in the patriot encampment now, and did not think it necessary to longer hide his identity. ' General Sullivan had heard of Dick Slater, and he gave the youth a warm welcome. "Now, tell me why you are her'e, Captain Slater," he said. Dick did so, at once, detailing the danger the Liberty Boys were in, and ended by asking i f General Sullivan would go to their rescue, with his force. "Most assuredly!" was the reply. ''We will be on the march within the hour. Your Liberty Boys shall be saved, if such a thing is possible! " "Thank you, sir!" said Dick. CHAPTER VIII. HOW BOB GOT THE BEST 0 . F SIX MEN. Bob Estabrook was the most astonished boy for miles around when he rushed out of the old miser's hut. He did not pause until he was far up the road, and then he sat down an a rock panting for breath. "Well, by Jove!" he muttered. "That beats everything I ever experienced. The old rascal would have shot me dead if I hadn't run away. Well, that's one time in my life that I made a fool of myself in trying to help a fellow creature in distress . Now, old Hawkins wifi have to fight it out alone if those two ruffians I drove out should return. And it will serve him just right if they should happen to get his money away from him. I never saw such an ingrate before in all my life. Well, that settles my interest in him. He can get out of his predicament the best way he can." And Bob rose and proceeded up the road. The more he thought about the matter, the more he saw how ludicrous the whole affair was. "I'd better not tell any of the boys about it when I go back," he reflected. "If I do they will make all manner of fun of me. Yes, I'll keep mum. That's my best course. And now, to see if I can find General Sullivan's troops." He kept on for several miles, but, as he was going in the wrong direction, he of course failed to see any signs of those he was searching for. But he did see those he was not searching for. A band of Indians suddenly came out of the woods ahead of him, p.nd he feaped behind a rock, and, peering out, saw them cross the road and plunge into the woods on the other side. Bob remained there hiding for some time after they disappeared. He knew the crafty nature of the redmen and was not sure that they had not seen him. At length, however, he ventured ahead, and safely passing the spot where they had first appeared, he kept on in the shadow of the tall timber, and reached a place of safety. The rumbling and creaking sound of a wagon approaching presently reached his ears, and he crept into the bushes. In five minutes he saw a farm wagon drawn by a team of horses come around a bend in the road. Upon the seat sat the farmer, dozing as his old horses sleepily plodded ahead toward the nearest town where he expected to dispose of the vegetables in the wagon. "Perhaps this fellow can tell me if Sallivan's forces are encamped up the road in the direction he came fr.om," thought Bob. "I'll try him, anyway." When the team drew quite c lo se, he stepped out in the middle of the road. "Hey!" he shouted. "Ugh!" grunted the farmer, starting up from his nap, and suddenly reining in his horses. "Who vos dot?" . "It's a German 01 a Dutchman," thought Bob; then he called: "Hold on! I want to speak to you." The farmer was armed with a clu_ b, and he grasped it and growled: "Vas you a teef, huh?" "I'm an honest man, sir." "Vot you vant mit me, mynheer?" "Information, if you please." "Und ohf I don'd blease; vot den?" "Then I don't get it, I suppose."

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THE LIBERTY BOYS IN MORA WK VALLEY. 11 "Yaw! Dot's it. Yell shpoken oud, vunct, v .ot it iss?" "I am looking for a soldiers' encampment, and I thought perhaps you could tell me where it is." "You tink righd apoud dot," "Well, where is it?" "Off by der left, vun mile more." "Do you know whose camp it is?" "Nein. I ditend ask me sotnepody aboud dot." "Were there many soldiers there?" "Yaw. ou pet dere vos." "How many?" _. "Och, you tink I shtop und counted dem?" "No," laughed Bob, "I thought you might tell me roughl:V about how many men you thought might be there." "I don'd tink noddings apoud It." "Were they Tories or patriots?" "I tlnk dey vos sh ust soldiers." "Nonsense!" impatiently exclaimed Bob. "Were they English or American-that's what I want to find out." "You pedder ask dem. I didn't," and the farmer chirped to his horses and started them off convinced that he had parried Bob's questions quite skilfully. It so happened that he was afraid to say too much for fear of getting into trouble with either side, and he also feared Bob was either an American or British sympathizer. At any rate he was not running any chances, and drove on, congratulating himself. The Liberty Boy stood looking after him in deep disgust. "Well, that fellow is either a stupid fool or a shrewd fellow who don't intend to run himself in danger by saying too much about the forces in the field," he answered. "I'll have to go ahead in ignorance of who they are, I presume. But It won't take me long to discover whether they are friends or foes." He proceeded with caution. The farmer had told him the truth about the location of the camp, as he soon found out, for presently he came in sight of the camp-fires and tents. They were in a grassy hollow half a mile away from the road, and he hid in a bush and began to study them. He saw moving figures and the camp-fires shone on {he crimson coats they wore and betrayed their nationality. "British!" muttered Bob. "They seem to be striking their tents and getting ready to move away from here." It then occurred to him that if the redcoats were in this vicinity, Sullivan's forces could not be near, as such a small force of Britis h would not dare to hover too near as large a body of 1troops as the American general had. Bob watched them for a quarter of an hour. H e came to the conclusion that they were a small detachment on the march to meet a larger body of men. It was nqw getting very late. Bob concluded that Dick would be more apt to find Sulli van's men in the direction he followed. He therefore thought it best to return to his friends, and was about to leave when a heavy hand suddenly descended upon his shoulder, and a harsh voice cried: "Spy' I've got you! " Up sprang Bob, very much startled, and, whirling, he found himself confronted by a party of six redcoats, nearly every "How can You are at our mercy." " . I certainly was, but I am no longer," retorted Bob, and he suddenly grabbed the captain by the throat, pinned/ him against a tree and pointed a pistol at his head. "Help!" gurgled the captain hoarsely. "Stand back there!" shouted Bob at the redcoats. "The first man who dares to attack me will cause this man to get shot." This bold threat made the soldiers hesitate. Observing his advantage, Bob continued: "You can see I'm desperate. If I must die, your captain will perish with me. I now demand that you march down to your camp. If you don't instantly obey I'll kill this man!" Seeing the soldiers still hesitating, the captain gasped: "Go, men, go, I command you." Seeing no help for it, one of the troopers asked Bob: "Will you release him if we depart?" "I certainly shall. All I want is a chance to escape." "Under that condition we will leave you." Bob made no reply, but watched them as they marched off. When they were at a safe distance, he disarmed the captain, Jetting g9 his throat to do so, and said courteously: "Sir, you may depart in safety." "I thank you," responded the officer. "Promise not to pursue me." In return for your generosity to me I readily promise that." "Good-night, captain." "Good-night, sir," and the officer strode away. There was a broad grin on Bob's face as he whirled and ran down the road at the top of -his speed.' "Jove!" he murmured. "That was a narrow escape for me again. I'm lucky to-night. I must keep this adventure a secret from the boys, too, or they would joke me about getting captured so easily in the most unmerciful manner." He did not exactly trust the captain, so he ran until he came to a dense thicket, and plunged into it. Bob's troubles were not yet over. He became hopelessly lost in a wild section which he had penetrated, and did not know which way to turn to get back to his comrades. He kept wandering around in circles, and at last sat down, utterly exhausted. • After a brief rest, he became desperate and arose. "If I keep on wandering about this place much longer," he muttered, "I'll never get out, and may perish for want of food and water. There must be a way out d1' this, and I am bound to find it. And I'll bet anything that nobody is going to hear about my mishaps, as I have no desire to be the butt of the jibes of all the Liberty Boys." And with this thought he started off again with renewed vigor and determination to work his way out of the woods. And almost at daybreak he was still at it. CHAPTER IX. A DARING RESCUE. one of whom were aiming their muskets at him. Genernl Sullivan sent out orders at once, and soon the en-They had cor:ie up so quietly that he had not heard them. campme-nt was a scene of bustle and confusion. For an instant he imagined they were going to fire and rid-The soldiers, awakened from their sleep, did not know what die him with bullets, and he exclaimed: to think at first. "What is the meaning of this?" The idea that struck them, first, was that they were about "Hold up your hands'" sternly ordered the .leader-a capto be attacked, and they seized their muskets and stood ready taiu. to fire .at an instant's notice. Up went Bob's hands, for he knew that diso bedience meant '!'hen the explanation came that they were to go to the res-death. cue of a party of patriots-no others than the famous Liberty The captain eyed him D,arrowly a moment, and then deBoys, in fact . • manded: There were none among them who had not heard of the "Who are you, sir?" Liberty Boys. "My name is Bob Estabrook." They were eager enough to go to the rescue of the youths. "You are, I presume, a rebel?" They began getting ready at once. "r am a patriot, sir." In less than an hour they had broken camp and were ready "Which a1nounts to the same thing. You were spying on to march. our encampment." The order was given, and they set out. "Exactly." Dick and General Sullivan rode in advance. "For what purposl:l?" On the army marched. "I refuse to tell you, sir." It was an army indeed, for there were nearly two thousand "Very well. You are my prisoner .. , men, and if they could reach the point where the Liberty Boys "That's very eident." were they would be able to scatter the redcoats, Tories and "We intend to march you into our camp. You will be court .. Indians. martialed, and shot as a spy." They marched steadily till daylight, and then they paused "Indeed! I doubt it!" and ate something, and rested half an hour.

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12 THE UBERTY BOYS MOHAWK VALLEY. Then they set out again, and marched steadily. At half-past ten o'clock they were within a mile of the Ferris home. Dick rode on ahead to see how things were. He feared that the Liberty Boys had been attacked and captured during the night. He was soon at the Ferris home. Mr. Ferris was out in the yard, and he recognized Dick at once, and came to meet him. "What is the news?" asked the youth, eagerly. "Everything is all right yet, I thing, Mr. Slater." "Have the redcoats made an attack?" "No." "Good! Then we are in time." "Did you find General Sullivan's force?" "Yes. It is coming." "That is good. Dick dismounted. "You take the horse, Mr. Ferris," he said. "I won't need 'him. I am much obliged for the use of him." "You are welcome." Mr. Ferris Jed the horse toward the stable, and Dick turned and made his way back up the road. He met the patriot force half a mile away, and told General Sullivan that they were in time. "The redcoats and their allies have not made an attack yet,,. he said. "That is good." .. Yes, and now I think we had better enter the timber and make our way toward the enemy as silently as possible. We may be able to take them by surprise." "I hope so." The general dismounted, and left his horse in care of an orderly. Then he and Dick made their way into the timber and in the direction of the hillside, where they expected to find the enemy. The redcoats, Tories and Indians were found, presently, and the patriots made a sudden attack. They easily put the enemy to flight. The British and their allies were not expecting an attack from the rear, and consequently were easily demoralized. The Liberty Boys were delighted, and were glad to see Dick again. They had feared that he had been captured. Dick asked if Bob had returned. "No," replied Mark Morrison. Dick was worried. "If he doesn't get back by the middle of the afternoon we will go in search of him," he said. General Sullivan liked the location of the Liberty Boys' encampment so well that he decided to go into camp there, for a while at least. "We will stay here a day or two, and rest," he said. At noon the soldiers and Liberty Boys cooked and ate dinner. About two o'clock Bob Estabrook arrived in the encampment. Dick gave him a joyous reception-as, indeed, did all the Liberty Boys. "Jove, I'm glad you got safely through the enemy's lines, Bob!., said Dick. "So am I, with a grin. "But it seems that you were more successful in your search for the patriot army than was the case with me.'' "Yes; there was only the one army, and we could not both find it.'" "I heard the firing, and suspected that you had been successful." "I suppose you wished that you were here." "You are right." Along toward evening General Sullivan summoned Dick to his tent. "There seems to be a good many redcoats, Tories and Indians in this part of the country, Dick," he said. '"You are right, sir; there are a lot of them." "Just so; and I have made up my mind to start a little cam . paign against them." "That will be a good plan." "I think so; we can at least scatter the rascals, and send them away to other parts.'' "Yes; they have been doing considerable damage in this vicinity, I: understand." "Exactly; and we will put a stop to that.'' "It will be doing the patriot settlers in this part of the Mohawk valley a great kindness." "You are right; and now, Dick, what I wished to see you about Is this, Will you go and get the main en.campment of the British and their allies located?" "I will, sir; or, at any rate, I will do my best to do so." "I think you can succeed." "It won't be for lack of trying, sir, if I fail.'' Dick waited till dark before starting out. Then he left the encampment and made his waY in the direction in which he supposed he would be most likely to find what he was looking for. He moved along at a moderate pace. He kept a sharp lookout, but did not see any signs of enemies. The moon was up, and he could see fairly well. He walked several miles, and did not find any redcoats, To ries or Indians. He paused, finally, and was standing beneath a large tree pondering the matter and wondering where the enemy had gone, when he heard a cry for help. It was a woman's voice. Dick was on the alert instantly. He bounded away in the direction from which the cry for help had sounded. Presently he caught sight of a party of Indians, and in their midst, a prisoner, was a woman, or more properly a girl of seventeen or eighteen years, so far as Dick could judge in the imperfect light of the moon. He did not dare attempt to do anything now; there were at least twenty of the redskins, and it would have been suicide to try to rescue the maiden. There was only one thing to do, and that was to follow the Indians and see where they went. Then; if no opportunity seemed likely to present itself, so as to enable him to rescue the girl, he would return to the patriot encampment, get some of the Liberty Boys and return and scatter the Indians il;nd rescue the maiden. Having made up his mind, he moved slowly and cautiously along, and kept his eyes on the redskins. They kept on going until several miles had been traversed, and at last stopped in a little basin in the side of a hill and went into camp. The prisoner was seated on a stone at the foot of a tree, and as she was near the center of the encampment, it looked as though it would be impossible to rescue her. Dick was determined to make the attempt, however. He took a careful survey of the situation. Back of the encampment was a sloping hillside, and the youtb. made his way around there. At the top of the slope he found several good-sized stones. He rolled these to the edge of the declivity, and balanced them there carefully. He was glad that the girl prisoner was seated on the farther side of the tree; being a large tree, it would protect her from injury should one of the stones roll in her direction. There were six of the stones, and Dick intended to roll them down one after another, in as -quick succession as was pos sible. He looked .to his pistols, and found they were in readiness for use. He drew two of his weapons. Then he pushed one of the stones with his foot, and it went rolling down the slope. . He ran to the next one, and did the same with it; and then with the others, one after another, till the six were rolling down the hillside. They leaped and bounded, and made a crashing noise that was enough to startle any one who did not know what was causing it. Pistols in hand, Dick bounded down the hillside after the stones, as rapidly as he .could go. He began yelling at the top of his voice. "Come on, boys!" he cried. "Come on; we've got the scoun drels! Give it to them! Kill the last one of them!" The redskins, surprised and frightened by the noise made by the bounding stones and by Dick's words, leaped to their feet. The next moment the stones were among them, knocking the redskins down and killing a number. • Immediately following this Dick opened fire, and he fired four pistols in rapid succession, dropping a couple of the braves. He kept on yelling to his imaginary comrades to come on and kill the redskins, and this added to the terror of the scene a.nd caused the redskins to flee at the top of their speed.

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THE LIBERTY BOYS TN M:OHA WK VALLEY. They ran for life. They were the frightened Indians that had ever been seen in that part of the c<>:mtry. They thought that :> • .strong party was attacking them. Dick, however, realized that he could not hope to keep up the deception very long, and so he hastened to where the girl sat, and cut her bonds. "Quick!" said Dick. "Come with me. We have no time to s pare." "Where are the others?" the girl asked. "There are no others. I am alone." "What! That cannot be!" "It Is true; come!" Dick seized the girl by the arm and pulled her away from the place as rapidly as possible consistent with. gentleness. They had not gone far before Dick heard wild whoops, which told their own story. The redskins had gotten over their scare, and were back at the encampment, and had discovered that their prisoner was missing. "They will be after us in a few moments," he said to the girl. "We must run as fast as possible." CHAPTER X. 1N THE ANIMAL PIT. On they ran. Dick aided the girl all he could. He realized that .if the redskins got after them it would be difficult to get away. The girl was strong and healthy, and was thus enabled to , keep up the pace almost as easily as was the case with Dick. On they ran, hand in hand. Presently Dick heard the call of a night bird over to the right; then he beard another call ov e r to the left. A few minutes later be heard two or three calls from the rear. "Those calls were made by Indians, " be told himself; "they have learned what direction we went and are following. They will close in on us presently, and capture us, unless we can fool them in some manner." He began figuring on doing this. He did not slacken his pace, however. Dick thought the matter over, but could not think of anything that could be done, save to keep running. Suddenly the earth seemed to give way beneath the feet of the fugitives. Down they plunged a distance .of eight or ten feet, at least. A startled cry escaped the lips of the girl, but fortunately it was not very loud. Then they struck bottom, and came up with a jar. They fell forward upon their faces, but quickly scrambled up. "Are you hurt?" asked Dick, solicitously. "No,"' was the reply; "the fall jarred me some, but I am not hurt." "I am glad of that." "Where are we?" "r don't know for c ertain, but I think that we are in a pit that has been dug by hunters for the purpose of catching wild animals." "Ab! Likely you are right; but what are we to do? Can we get out?" .. l am afraid not; and it would be dangerous to do so, now, anyway. The Indians are close at hand, and would capture us ..• '"fbat's so.'' "We must keep quiet, for the red demons will soon be along here, and if they should hear us it would be all up with us." They were silent after that, and listened intently. Suddenly the girl whispered excitedly: "What is that, there? See the two bright spots! " Dick looked across toward the end of the pit, and saw two bright spots, about the size of a silver quarter dollar. He knew what it was instantly. He had not been raised in the woods for nothing. He knew that the balls of fire were the eyes of some kind of wild beast. . He wondered what kind of animal it was. It might be a panther, and, if so, then they would be in great danger or being torn to pieces. It might be a wolf, and in that case they would not be in such grave danger-though a hungry timber wolf is a dangerous animal in a fight. sometimes. Dick hardly knew what to do. Here was danger, and to spare. . Redskins 'Were near at hand, searching for them, and here they were, down in a pit with a wild animal. He placed in front of the girl, moving carefully, so as not to arouse the animal to action, and then he drew two pistols. "Be perfectly quiet, miss," he whispered; "perhaps the ani-mal may not attack us." "Oh, Is it an animal, sir?" "Yes." "What kind?" "I don't know. Sh!-I think the Indians are near at band!" Dick heard footsteps, and then guttural voices. .A.t least two redskins were near. Dick was afraid .one or both of the Indians might fall into the pit. That .would be bad, for it would, first of all, precipitate a fight with the wild animal, whatever it might be, and after. that the redskins would capture himself and the girl. Q!oser and closer sounded the footsteps and voices . He listened eagerly and anxiously. Would the redskins fall into the pit? The Liberty Boy feared that such would be the case. His fears proved to be groundless, however; the Indians passed within ten feet of the pit, but did not fall in. The sound of footsteps and voices grew fainter and fainter, and presently died away altogether. Dick drew a breath of relief. "Are we safe?" the girl whispered. "From the Indians, yes." "But you fear the animal?" . "I. don't fear it particularly," was the reply; "but in figbtmg 1t I would have to use my pistols, and the Indians would bear the reports and would come and find us, likely." "True; what will we do? " "I don't know; we will have to be governed by circumstances . . " At this moment the animal gave utterance to a low, threatening growl. Dick knew at once that the animal was a panther. He realized that be and bis companion were menaced by a grave danger. "Get back in the corner,, . whispered Dick. girl did so,. and she move d as qui etly and softly as possible, thus sbowmg that she bad a good idea of the danger that threatened them. "Now," said Dick, "if the brute attacks m e , do you stay right In the corner. Don't get out in the middle of the pit " "Very well; I will do a s you say." The anjmal growled again, and the balls of fire moved. The panther was growing .restless. wondered that it had not made an attac k long ago. He Judged that the manner of their arrival had frightened the beast, and that it had taken it all this time to get Its courage back. "The attack will not be long delayed now," h e thought. Again the balls of fire moved ; the panther was shifting its position. . "Are you going to fire , if it attacks us?" the girl asked. "Yes; I will have t.o do so, for it will b e n e c essary in order to save our lives." "But-the Indians?" "We will have to risk their finding us. " Again there sounded a growl, deeper and more threatening than the others. "Remember, miss, keep in the corner," said Dick; "I the brute is going to attack us now'." "I will remember, but you-oh, do be careful, sir!" "I will be as careful as possibl e." Another growl, and then Dick noted thal the balls of fire were gradually dropping lower and lower. "The brute is getting ready to make Its leap,'' the youth said to himself. He thought the matter over quickly, and decided to take time by the forelock . He would have to fire, in self-defense, and it would be better to fire at .once, while he could have a chance to do something in the way of aiming. H e leveled the pistol that he held in his right hand, and aimed it at the left ball of fire. He made as sure his aim as possible, and then pulled the trigger.

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14 THE LIBERTY BOYS IN :MOHA \YK VALLEY. Crack! To Dick it sounded as if a small cannon had been fired off. The noise was deafening. ' And on top of it there sounded a wild, snarling screech from the panther. • The animal made a leap, but Dick threw up his foot and luckily, to send the brute back on the floor of the IPit, where it began struggling in what the youth judged must be its death agonies. "Oh, did you hit it, sir?" the girl asked. "Yes, and I think that I have finished it, miss," was the re lp!y. ''I am so glad!" The panther threshed around a ftw minutes, and then be-came quiet. "Is it dead?" the girl asked. "Yes, miss." "But-the Indians!" "They will be back here soon, without a doubt, trying to find out why the shot was fired." "What shall we do?" "There is only one thing to do, and that is to keep as quiet as possible." "I won't say another word." They were silent and motionless. Both listened intently. !!'or a while there was no sound. '!'hen they heard the rustling of leaves, and a little later guttural voices. The dangerous moment was at hand. Then the rustling sound ceal:led, but the guttural voices could still be heard. Some of the redskins had paused near by and were talking. Dick could hear their voices quite distinctly, and judged that the redskins must be only a few yards from the edge of the pit. "I am glad that the timber is so heavy here as to make it dark as Erebus," he said to himself; "they cannot see the pit, and the only way they will find it will be by falling into it. I hope they won't do that." Presently the sound of the voices was heartl no longer, and then the rustling noise was heard again. The redskins had ceased talking and were now moving away. Suddenly the sound -0f footsteps ceased again, and guttural voices were heard also. Soon other voices were heard, and it was evident that more redskins had put in an appearance. This went on a while, and then there sounded a wild screech. "What was that?"' whispered lhe girl. Dick was asking himself the same question. He knew it was not made by an Indian. Suddenly a thought struck him, and he said: 1 "I think it was made by a panther." The voices of the Indians could be heard, but there was evi drntly exritement among the redskins. The panther's SCi''lech had frightened them. A little while after this the sound of more voices was heard, and this time they were the voices of white men. 'Whut's the trubble here?" Dick heard one man say. '"Panther in tree," replied one of the redskins. "Good enuff; we've got an axe, an' we'll chop ther tree down an kill ther critter." 'Ugh, heap good,'" replied the Indian. Then the sound of chopping )egan, and Dick saw a faint reflection above, which fo him that tho redskins and had built a fire. .,']Ile sound of the chopping continued steadily for half an then a cracking sound was heard. 'Lodk ou ! 'rher tree' s comin' down!" cried a hoarse voice. Then was a .crashing sounrl, and the tree fell, the ends of some of tqe branches entering the pit Dick and the girl were in, and brushing against their faces. Then a noise of scuffiing, snarling, ring1ed with which were hoarse voices and guttur<\ was heard. reason of this was that there was danger that they would shoot one another, if they used firearms. The sound of the fighting went on for several minutes: then Dick heard a hoarse voice say: "Lemme git at 'im with ther axe!" A few moments later there was a dull thud, and a wild, snarling shriek from the panther. "Thet settled 'im ! " a voice cried. "Yaas, thet panther won't never hurt nobuddy no more." While the noise of the combat between the men and the panther could be heard, the girl had held to Dick's arm, and he could feel her body tremble. Now she said, in a cautious, tremulous whisper: "Do you think they will discover our presence?" "I hardly think so," was the reassuting reply. "I hope not,., in a tone of relief. The Tories and Indians talked a whiie, and then took their departure. "Have they all gone, do you suppose?" the girl asked. "I think so." "And do you think we can get out of this place?" "I think we can-now." "What do you mean?" "I mean that while we could not have got out before, now I am sure that we can, for we can climb up the branches of the tree the men felled." "Perhaps we can; I never thought of that." Dick at once began feeling around, and after he had tested the strength of the boughs that hung down into the pit, he told the girl that it was all right. "I will climb up first," he said; "and I will reach down and lift you out." "Very well." Dick was strong and active, and did not have much difficulty in climbing out of the pit. Then he made a careful examination of the vicinity for he feared there might be some Tories or redskins about. He saw no signs of any one, however, and made his way back to the pit and lay down on his stomach, with his head projecting over the edge. Then br. 1 eached down, and called out: "Rea,'\ here, miss, and take hold of my hands." Quickly ne felt the girl's hand with his own. He at once exerted all his stre.cgth, and lifted the maiden up and out of the pit. This was quite a feat, but Dick was an exceptionally strong youth, and accomplished it without much difficulty. "Let u.:: get away from here!• whispered the girl. "Ve::1 .-en; by the way, do you knew the way to your home?"' '"I have a pretty good idea, sir; I think I can find it without much trouble." "Very well; you will ad as guide, then, and I will accom-pany you." set out. ".rhe y made their way along at a fair pace. .LlY<>ry few minutes the y paused and listened, however, for they did not know but the y migl}.t happen upon some Indians. They did not hear any noises to indicate the presence of Indians in the vicinity, however, and gradually became more confident. 'I guess the redskins 11ave given up and gone to their encampment,., said Dick, at last. "I judge so, sir; I hope so .. , "Yes; hy the way, will you tell me your name, miss? We have had so many other things to think about since WE\' have been together that we have had no time to find out whc.I each other is." "True, sir; my name is Florence Brower." "And mine is Dick Slater." The girl uttere d a low exclamation. "Are you indeed Dick Slate r?"' she exclaimed. "Yes." The Indians, Tories and he panther were engaged in a I fight. I "The captain of the Liberty Bpys?" "Yes, Miss Brower." "I have heard about you! • "Have you?" "Yes. CHAPTER XI. "You heard nothing bad about us, I hope. THE ESCAPE. "Oh, no; just the reverse. I am a f!'iend of Anna Fenis, and was over there this evening visiting her. It was late : t -.1 ts hident, from the sounds, that the panU1er was giv-when I started home, but I have been out after nightfall lots ins; the redskins and Tories a hard battle. of times and was not afraid. I had gone only about half-way There 11erl' no rifle or pistol shots, and Dick guessed that the I home, however, when tl!e Indians captured me."

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THE LIJ3ERTY BOYS IN MOHAWK VALLEY. 15 "So that is how it happened, is it?" "Yes." "How far do you live from Mr. Ferris' home?" "About two miles." "That is a good ways for a girl to walk after nightfall, alone, in such times as these." "I know that, now. There are so many Indians, Tories and redcoats around that it is dangerous." "Yes, it i s different from what it is in ordinary times." They walked onward at as rapid a pace as was possible. At last they came to a road, and. the girl drew a breath of relief, and said: "I know where we are now." "You know more than I do then " said Dick. "It is only about a mile to 'my "That is good." They walked onward, up the road. They kept a sharp lookout before and behind them. They did not intend to be taken by surprise and captured, if they could help it. • Twenty minutes later they arrived at the girl's home, and they found the household in an uproar. Mrs. Brower was weeping, and so was a younger sister of Flornnce, and a boy of six. Mr. Brower was getting ready to go in search of his missing daughter. , Of course, the arrival of Florence 1Jut a stop to the commo tion. Mrs. Brower seized her daughter in her arms and wept happy tears. Then the younger sister kissed Florence, and the little brother received a kiss, also, from Florence. The girl's father came last, and he gave her a hearty hug and a kiss, and said: . "Where have you been, Florence; and what delayed you?" "I will tell you in a minute; first, let me make you acquainted with Captain Dick Slater, of whom we have heard. He is captain of the. Liberty Boys, you know." ' Mr. and Mrs. Bl'ower and Laura gave Dick a hearty greet-ing. Then Florence told het story, of how she had been cap-tured by the Indians and then rescued by Dick. The girl's parents thanked the Liberty Boy earnestly. "How can we ever repay you for what you have done for us?" the woman cried. "I don't want to be repaid," smiled Dick. Then he asked the man if he had any idea where the red-coats and Indians had their encampment. "I rather think I know," was the reply. "Can you 11le so that I can find it, do you think?" "I will do better than that; I will go with you and show you where it is-or, rather, where I think it is." ''Thank you. 'That will be a great favor." They set out at once, and the settler led the way to a point on the shore of the Mohawk, two miles from his home. Sure enough, the encampment was where he had thought they would find it. The redcoats were encamped in one place and the redskins were encamped a quarter . of a mile away. The i.wo me11 paused at a safe distance and looked at the scene. Camp-fires were burning, though they were running ptetty low, they having been permitted to go unfed after the cooking was done. 'What are you going to do now, Captain Slater?'; Mr. Brower asked. "Nothing, sir; I simply wished to get the enemy's camp located." They watched the campm,ent a few minutes, and then Dick said: "We may as well go back, Mr. Brower." "Very well." 'l'hey turned and walked away. They had gone only a few paces when they were startled by a wild yell. They had been discovered by a prowling redskin and he had emitted the whoop, to alarm the encampments. "Come!" said Dick, in a low, eager voice; "we must get away from here in a hurry!" They started on the run, and hastened through the timber in the direction of the road. Of course, Mr. Brower could not run as fast as Dick could, but he was a very good runner, and they got along at a fair rate of speed. On they dashed, and after them came the redskins and red ::oats. The two had a very good start, however, and managed to make their escape. The other members of the Brower family were up when Mr. Brower and Dick got there, and Mrs. Brower was fright ened when told that the two had been forced to flee for their lives. "Aren't you afraid that they followed you, and that they will come here and burn our house and perhaps murder hus" band?" she asked, anxiously. "No, I think that they all gave up the pursuit and went back, wife," was the reply. "I hope sb." Dick did not stop long. "I must get back tb the patriot encampment and report," he said. So he bade the members of the Brower family good-by and took his departure. He knew the way, and so did not lose time, and an hour later he was at his destination. General Sullivan was up, awaiting the youth's return. Dick went to the tent and was soon engaged in conversation with the general. "Did you find the enemy's encampment?" Sullivan asked "Yes, sir," was the reply. "How far is it from here?" "About five miles." "How strong a force has 'the enemy?" "I should judge that there are, the Indians, about twelve hundred of the enemy." "We outnumber them considerably, then." "Yes." "Do you think they will be encamped there very long?" "I rather think so." The general was thoughtful for a few moments, and then said: '" "I judge that we had better go and make the attack on the enemy to-night. Then we will be sure to catch them there; otherwise they may break camp in the morning and march away, and in that case it might be several days before we get another chance at them." "True, sir." The general then sent out orders for the soldiers to be aroused and for them to get ready to break camp and go on a march. The soldiers were soon up and ready. Then they marched away, Dick going in the lead, as guide. I CHAPTER XII. I DICK IS CAPTURED. It took the patriot army two hours to reach the point where the British encampment had been located. Had been is the proper term, for the British were not there when the patriots got thete. Neither were the Indians. The enemy had disappeared. The patriots were disappointed. "It is too bad!" said Dick; "I thought that we were going to get a chance to strike them a hard blow." "They have taken the alarm and fled," said General Sullivan. "Yes. " "The question now is, where have they gone?" "We must try to find out." "Yes; and then we will foUow them." A council of war was held, and it was decided to go into camp there till morning. This was done, and a triple line of sentinels was placed out. This "would make it impossible for the redcoats and redskins to take the patriots by surprise, in case they had any such designs. All was quiet till morning, and then, after eating. some col d bread that they had brought with them; the soldiers were ready to march. , It decided to return to their encampment on the hill, near the Ferris home. -This was done, and then Dick, Bol:> and four more Liberty Boys set out to see if they could learn where the redcoats and Indians had gone. Inquiries were made at all the farmhouses within a radius of five miles, toward the east, west and south, a.nd no word was heard of the enemy. Dick decided that the redcoats and Indians must have crossed the Mohawk River.

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16 THE LIBERTY BOYS IN MORA WK VALLEY. He at once crossed the stream, and began making inquiries at the different farmhouses. Presently he found a farmer who had seen the British and Indians. The man said they had been encamped near his house a part of the night and had then broken camp and marched away. "They went north from here," he said. Dick at once set out in the direction indicated. About a mile away he came to a cross-road. There was a farmhouse there, and Dick asked the man who came to the door in answer to his knock if he had seen the British and Indians. • "Yes," was the reply; "they went toward ther west." The man was rather a rough-looking fellow, and Dick thought he saw a couple of more men in the room. Thanking the man for the information, Dick started along the road leading toward the west. The road led through the timber, and crooked and wound around at a great rate. He had gone about half a mile, when suddenly three men leaped upon him from among some bushes by the roadside. They were big, stout fellows, and although Dick struggled fiercely, he could not get free; they were too strong for him, and his arms were quickly tied together behind his back. 'l'hey dragged him into the timber, so that any chance passer-by would not see them, likely. "What does this mean?" asked Dick. He addressed the one whom he supposed to be the leader; he was no other than the man Dick had talked to back at the house at the cross-roads. The fellow leered. "Waal," he said; "ye wuz axin' about ther British army, wuzn't you?" "Yes, I was." "Exackly; waal, we wuz kinder afraid thet you wouldn' find et, an' so we decided to ketch you an' take you thar." very kind of you, indeed!" said Dick. "Thet's what we think; hey, boys?" "Yaas." "Sartinly." Dick understood, or thought he did. These men were To ries, and they suspected him of being a patriot spy, and had made a prisoner of him, with the intention of taking him to the British encampment . . "Now, bring 'im along, boys," said the leader. The other two seized hold of Dick's arms and gave him a jerk. come erlong," said one, gruffiy. They did not have to jerk, however, for Dick walked along, freely and quietly. "You are going to take me to the British encampment?" he asked. "Thet's what we air goin' to do,'' was the reply. "Why are you going to do this?" "Becos we think ye air a rebel spy." "You are mistaken.'' ' 'rhat remains ter be seen.,. They walked onward an hour, and then emerged into a <'!ear space half a mile in extent. In the middle of this open space was an encampment-two of them, in ract. One was the British encampment, the other that of the red-skins. The three men conducted Dick to the British encampment." They were challenged by the sentinel: "Halt! Who comes there?" "Fri en's," was the reply. "Advance, friends, and give the countersign." "We don't know enny countersign, but we hev bizness with your commander .. , "What is your business with him?" "We hev got er pris'ner heer, an' we think he is er rebel." "All right; wait till I call the officer of the guard." He summoned the officer of the guard, and that worthy con ducted the four into the encampment, and to the tent occu pied by the officer in command. The orderly was told what was wanted, and he asked the commander if the men should be admitted. 'Yes, show them in,' the officer was heard to say. The three men con ducted Dick into the tent. An officer wearing the uniform of a colonel sat on a stool, in front of a portable desk. He had been looking at some docum en ts, but raised his eyes and gave the newcomers a keen scrutiny. "Well?" he remarked, interrogatively. "Are you ther commander heer?" the leader of the three asked. "I am; and who are you?" "We air three loyal citizens, sir," was the reply; "an' we hev captured er young feller thet we think is a rebel spy.,. The officer looked keenly and searchingly at Dick, and then back at the speaker. "What makes you think he Is a rebel spy?" . "Waal, he stopped at my house an' axed ef I had seen ther British army pass thar." The officer looked at Dick keenly again, and said: "Why were you asking him such questions, young man?" Dick had been pondering the matter over as he was being brought to the encampment, and now he said: "I wanted to find your army, sir, for the purpose of offering myself as a recruit." The officer seemed to be trying to read Dick's tl:\oughts. "You are a loyal subject of the king, then?" "I am." The three men who had captured him stared at the youth with a look of anger and discomfiture on their faces. Dick began to think that he was going to at least have the run of the camp. He believed that he would be accepted as a recruit, and that a watch would be kept over him for a while, till they were satisfied that he was honest in his statement that he was a loyal king's man. The colonel dropped his eyes and pondered a few moments. Presently he looked up and called out, sharply: "Orderly!" "Yes, sir." The orderly entered as he answered. "Go and find John Thorp, and tell him to come here at once." "Yes, sir." The orderly bowed and withdrew. Presently a man entered the tent and saluted the colonel. "You sent for me, sir?" he said. "Yes, Thorp; take a look at this young man. The newcomer did so. "Do you know him?" Thorp shook his head. "No, sir," he said. "Never saw him before, eh?" "No." "Humph! Very good; you may go. Thorp saluted and withdrew. The colonel now gave Dick another keen look and said: "What is your name? "Tom Fulton. "And you wish to join the British army?" "Yes, sir." "Very good; I will assign YQU to a company. 'orderly!• Again the orderly appeared. • "Send Captain Ringwood here .. , The orderly obeyed and withdrew. While he was gone, the colonel told the three. men who had captured Dick that their action in making the capture was commendable, but that it was his opinion that in this instance they had made a mistake. Then he told them that they could go, and they went, looking somewhat crestfallen and disappointed. He ordered them to cut Dick's bonds before they went, and they did so. Presently an officer wearing a captain's uniform entered. He saluted, and the colonel nodded and saluted in return. "Captain Ringwood, I have here a young man who says he wishes to join the British army. He was brought into the encampment a prisoner by three mert who thought he was a rebel spy. I am inclined to think they were mistaken, but it will be as well that you have the members of your company keep an eye on him for a while." "Very well, Colonel Gardner.• Then he told Dick to come with him. The youth did as told, and was soon making the acquaintance of the members of the captain's compa ny. He was given a uniform, and donned it. Dick was already calculating his chances for making his escape however; he had no intention of remaining in the Britis encampment very long. When supper time came, he ate with the members of his company. The soldiers laughed, joked and told stories, just as was the custom with the Liberty Boys, and Dick thought that he would be a.ble to get a!ong with the men all right. were it not

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THE LIBERTY BOYS IN MOHAWK VALLEY. that they were on the wrong side of the question at issue be tween the British and the Americans. Suddenly Dick heard footfalls, and glanced up; to his surprise and horror there stood Gray Fox, the Indian chief. The redskin glared at Dick fiercely. CHAPTER XIII. A DASH FOR FREEDOM. Dick returned the look fearlessly, though he that he was in grave danger. Gray Fox knew that Dick was a patriot, and commander of the company of Liberty Boys, and he would no doubt go and tell the British commander, and that would be fatal to the youth. There was nothing he could do, however, so far as he could see. "What young white man doin' here?" the chief asked. "I don't know that that is any of your business," replied Dick. "Ugh. White boy heap sassy." Dick made no reply. The. Indian looked at the redcoats sitting alJout and said, pointing to Dick: "Um rebel. Better watch um, close. No let um git 'way." The soldiers looked inquiringly at Dick. "He doesn't know what he is talking about," said Dick. "Injun know what um talkin' 'bout. Um know Dick Slater, heap well." The soldiers started and looked at Dick, and then at one another inquiringly. "Do you mean to say that this young man is Dick Slater, the spy, Gray Fox?" asked one. "Ugh! Um Dick Slater." "How do you know?" "Me know; me have seen Dick Slater an' lot uv young white men what call umselves Liberty Boys." The men looked at Dick keenly and suspiciously. "What have you to say to him?" asked one. "That it is false." Captain Ringwood came up at this moment, and he was told what the Indian had said. He eyed Dick sternly and searchingly. "Is this true?" he asked. "Are you indeed Dick Slater, the rebel spy? If so, you may as well admit it, for we will hold you a prisoner till we do learn the truth." Dick shook his head. "The redskin is mistaken. I am not Dick•S1ater. My name is Tom Fulton." "lnjun no mistaken," said Gray Fox. "Me know you, Dick Slater." Captain Ringwood turned to the redskin. "Come with me, Gray Fox," he said. Then to his men: 'Keep a close watch ou this young man. He may not be Dick Slater, but it would seem likely that he is, and it would not do to let him eseape." "We won't let him get away," replied one. The captain and the Indian went to the colonel's tent and entered. The captain told his commanding officer what Gray Fox had said. Colonel Gardner was somewhat excited. "Are you sure that you are right about this matter, Gray Fox?" he asked, The Indian nodded. "Gray Fox sure." "And the young man is Dick Slater?" "Ugh." "Jove, Captain Ringwood, if this is indeed the truth, 'then we have made a good haul in getting hold of the young mun," the colonel said . "True, sir." Then the colonel asked the IndiaJ.l a great many questions, and when he had heard all, he "'as inclined to think that Gray Fox was right, and that the young man was indeed the famous young Liberty Boy, Dick Slater. "I think that we had l:>etter make a prisoner of him, Cap tain Ringwood, until we learn the truth regarding the mat ter," he said. "I think so, Colonel Gardner." Meantime, Dick was doing some hard and fast thinking. He feared that the result of the interview between Captaill Ringwood and the Indian and Colonel Gardner would be that l he would be made a prisoner. This, of course, he did not wish to have happen. He was almost in the center of the encampment. Could be succeed in escaping if he were to make a sudden dasb,? He doubted it; yet if he remained and was made a prisoner, the chances were that he would be shot or hanged. Little mercywas shown to spies in those days. Dick made up his mind that he would make an attempt to escape. He would make a sudden, fierce dash, al\d try to get out of the encampment and away. He glanced at his comrades. . They were talking to one another, and some had their eyes on him, but they did not seem to be very much on the alert. Doubtless they did not for one moment think of such a thing as that he would make an attempt to escape. This would give him a chance to get away from their immediate vicinity, at any rate. The youth knew that the captain and the Indian would be back soon, and that he had not much time to spare. ' If he were to make the attempt to escape it must be done at once. He did. not hesitate. . Suddenly he leaped to his feet and bounded away at the top of his speed. For an instant the redcoats were paralyzed with amazement. Then they leaped up, and yelled to the fugitive to stop. Of course, he paid no attention to them. Then the members of the company Dick had been with leaped up and started in pursuit. They kept on yelling, but did not dare fire, for they would have been as likely to hit some of the soldiers as the youth. Soon the encampment was in an uproar. Soldiers leaped forward and tried to head Dick off. Those who got close enough to reach him were knocked down or shoved to one side. In spite of all the redcoats could do, Dick got out of the encampment. Now 'that he was free of the soldiers, however, be would be in considerable danger, for they would be able to fire without running the risk of shooting some of their comrades. Dick ran as he had never run before. He went with the speed of the wind, almost. He heard a redcoat yell, "Fire, men!" and then he dropped upon his face suddenly. At the same instant there sounded the noise of a volley . Crash-roar! Dick's action had undoubtedly saved his life. Had he not dropped to the ground he would have been riddled. Wild yells went up from the redcoats. Dick dropped so nearly at the same instant that the volley was tired that the redcoats thought they had killed him. But they were quickly undeceived. The Liberty Boy leaped up and dashed onward at the top of his speed. He ran as fast as he had run before. This was proof sufficient that 'he had not been wounded, and again yells went up from the redcoats-yells of rage and disappointment, this time, however. They set out in pursuit. There was excitement in the Indian encampment now. Soon a score or more of braves came running, and it was these that Dick feared more than the redcoats. He knew that it would be an extremely difficult matter to get away from his red-skinned foes. Still, he had faith in his own abilities, and hoped to make his escape. He was now almost to the edge of the timber, and the redcoats, seeing that he was going to get there far ahead of them, began firing as they ran. Of course, they could not take aim under such circumstances, and the bullets went wild. Dick reached the edge of the timber in safety, and disap-peared among the trees. He continued to run with unabated speed . He knew that he had a difficult task ahead of him. The redcoats would soon give up and drop out of the affair, but the redskins would keep up the chase. On he ran. He headed in an easterly direction. He could hear crashing sounds behind him, and knew that the redcoats were still pursuing him.

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18 '11HE LIBERTY BOYS MOHAWK VALLEY. At last these noises subsided, however, and were heard no more, and he knew that the redcoats had ceased the pursuit. He could hear no sounds of pursuit at all now; but he was not deceived; he knew the redskins were still on his track. "But I'll give them the shake," he told himself. "I'll get a way from them." CHAPTER XIV. r 'l'HE ROUTE OF 'l'HE ENEMY. "So you have found where the British are, Dick?" "Yes, General Sullivan." "That is good. We will march at once." Dick Slater had succeeded in making his escape from the redcoats and redskins, and had got back across the Mohawk River, and to the patriot encampment. He had gone at once to the tent occupied by General Sullivan, and had told the officer that he had discovered the location of the British encampment. General Sullivan at once sent out orders for the soldiers to get ready to march, and then he asked Dick a number of questions, and secured a good idea of the location of the enemy. "Unless they get frightened and hasten away we will get a chance at them this time," he said. When the army was ready, it marched away. The Mohawk River was crossed at a point where it was narrow and 'shallow, and where there was a seri es of large rocks that could be used as stepping-stones, making it possible to land on the farther shore dry-shod. The crossing made, the army marched toward the west. It was getting along toward evening when the patriot army arrived in the vicinity of the British encampment. Dick went forward to reconnoiter. He was back again half an hour later. "They are there yet," he told General Sullivan. "British and Indians both?" "Yes." ''You think they ha1 no s uspic!on of our presence?" "I am sure of it." "Very ";Ood; we wll' and m an attack. The .liers ate eveninb, and ther ness to come. 't till after dark, and then slip up .. d and meat for their supper that JU their arms and waited for dark-It was there at last, and then the soldiers moved forward slowly and cautiously. At last they reached the edge of the timber, and the open space was before them. It was dark enough to conceal their movements from the enemy till they were close up to the sentinels, however, and so they stole forward. The soldiers held their muskets in readiness for instant use. Forward they moved. Closer and closer they drew, and every moment thtiY expected to hear the challenge of a sentinel. Presently their expectations were realized. A stern voice called out: "Halt! 'Who comes there?" "Charge!" cried General Sullivan. The patriots had received instructions, and they now clashed forward at the top of their speed. As soon as they were within musket-shot distance they opened fire. They fired a musket volley, and then their pistols were brought into requisition. Two pistol volleys were fired, and then the patriots . ere upon the redcoats and Ir .. ans. The latte r fired some scattering shots, but did not dp much damage. Soon the redcoats and Indians broke and fled. The patriots went in pursuit. The redcoats and Indians scattered, and thus they managed to make their escape. It was a complete victory for the patriots, however, and a complete rout for the enemy. The British and Indians had lost sevehty, dead and wounded, I It was decided to go into camp here, and this was done. In order to prevent a surprise, three rows of sentinels were stationed. The Liberty Boys had done splendid work in the encounter with the redcoats and redskins. They had fought with such desperate valor that the enemy was demoralized, and it was the work of the youths that started the enemy to fleeing. General Sullivan complimented Dick on the good work .Performed by hiniself and Liberty Boys. "I am glad that you are pleased, sir,• said Dick. "We always try to do our duty." The redcoats and Indians did not make an attack that night. . They were in too demoralized a state to attempt anythmg of the kind. They knew that they were outnumbered, and they knew also tha• it would be impossible to take the patriots by surprise. So they went into camp, after they had got toget)ler, at a point two miles from their late encampment. Next morning Dick Slater left the patriot encampment and went on a scouting expedition. He was not long in finding the British encampment, but while he was watching the enemy he saw the soldiers and red-skins getting ready to break camp. . He knew it would be impossible to get back to the patriot encampment and bring the soldiers down upon the enemy ?e fore they got away, so he remained and watched to see which way they would go. The British and allies went toward the west. Then Dick went b
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TUE LIBERTY BOYS OF ' . 76. 19 CURRENT NEWS J interests are endeavoring to have the J apancse steamship Jine Nippon Yusen Kaisha include N cw Zea l and ports in its itinerary, which, it is said, would greatly b e n efit Japanese tra', as it rohR their conwrsa tion of anrl dignity. The Boy :-\eoub of .\rnerica of Boston, Ga . , were re ccntlv of great "cnicr lo !heir community. After trying several plans to obtain propel' sanitan of having the a1111 rnhbi>:l1 b1ken up from the Rtrccb; and after meeting each time with fail nre the citizens of the town called on the scouts for aid. The scouts, under Scoutmaster R D. MacAlpine, put the problem before the Larlies' Twentieth Century Club in the fonn of a pe tition, which was indorsed by their members, after which they carried the petition to the town The work o.f the scouts united the various forces in the town; and the relie.f was promptly granted. Possibility that the specie aboard the steamship Delhi, wrecked recently ncnr Gibraltar, will be lost recalls the fact that in 1870 a Scotchman named Johnston patented a treasure safe for ships designed to render such loss im possible. His proposal was that an unsinkable safe should be suspended at the ship's daYits, ready to be lowered into the waler at a moment's notice, ancl he invented a con trivance by means of which the safe would detach itself in an ancl float about until picked up by an other vesse l. Ship's captains, however, declined to enter 1.hc thonght of having a safe full of money hanging at the davits ready to the hand of any who cared to trust to a dark night and the naYigable qualities of the ches t to make off with it. The Chattanooga (Tenn.) News recounts the following: In a W[l8htuh of dirty water and old c1othes local police officc-rs found twenty-four pints of liquor. The officers hacl that the place was Leadqnarters for the :
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