## The Liberty Boys at Bordentown, or, Guarding the stores

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The Liberty Boys at Bordentown, or, Guarding the stores
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I . \ 1 "{ One of the Liberty Boys grasped the horse's bridle and brought it to a sudden pause. The pretty quaker maiden was so overcome with excitement that she fainted. As she i'ell from the saddle Dick caught her in his arms.

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HE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 A Weekly Magaz ine Containing Stories of the A meri can Revoluti o n. J1aued Weekly-By Subscription $2 .50 per year. Enter ed at the New York, Y. Y., Post Office as l::iecond-Class Matter by lf'ranlc 7'ousey, Publisher, 168 West IWd Street, New Y01k. NEW Y O RK, D ECEMBER 1, 1916 . Pric e 5 Cents . The L i . berty Boy s a t Bord ntown _,QR-GUARDIN G THE STORES By HARRY MOORE. CHAPTER I . had not been any fighting between the British and Conti nental troops, and the people had not heard much regarding THE TRAVELER. the war. Of course, there were Whigs and Tories in the vicinity, Clatter-clatter! Clatter-clatter! some of the farmers being for and some against the king, hoofs of a swiftly-ridden horse beat upon the road, but up tq this time there had not been any trouble between making a noise that could have been heard quite a disthem. They often met and talked the matter over, but had t a nc e . not come to blows . It was past s u nd own and darkness was almost over all. Some of the young and hot-headed fellows had quarreled The rider of the h orse :was a handsome, bronzed young at different times, but they had not fought as yet, though m a n o f perhaps nineteen years of age, and there was some-there was danger that they might do so at any time. thing in the lo ok o f the face that betokened undaunted The two attended to the horse, placing him in a stall, courage an'd grim determinatio n. unbridling and unsaddling and rubbing him down and then Th e horse the y outh was riding was coal-black in color, giving him hay and oats. and a magnificent animal , evidently with the best Arabian "Now we'll go ter ther house an' hev supper," said Mitb l ood in his chel!. The scene was the Western part of New Jersey, and the Thev made their way to the house and entered. roiid the youth was riding along led westward toward BorThere was a woman and a pretty girl of about seventeen dent own, which was o n the Delaware River. years in the house, and the man introduced Dick to them. â€¢ That the horse had been ridden far and hard was evident, "Wife, this is Mister Dick Slater," the man said. f o r he was reeki n g with sweat, and, although he was moving "I am glad to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Mitchell," s wiftly, it was plainly o nly with great effort. said Dick, shaking hands with her. . "You -have done splendidly today, Major," said the youth, "The same to YE;, Mister Slater," was the reply. presently, patting the horse on the neck, "and we will stop "An' this is Nettie," the man said, indicating the girl. a t the first farmhou se we come to and stay all night. " "I am glad to make your acquaintance, Miss Mitchell,'' The h orse whinnied as though he understood and appre-said Dick, offering his hand, which the girl took frankly. cia'.:ed what had been said. "And I am glad to make your acquaintance, Mr. Slater," .A few min utes later the yo ung traveler brought the horse said the girl with a pleasant smile. to a stop in front of a good sized log house standing back "ls supper ready, wife?" Mitchell asked. frOni the road fifty or sixty yards. I "Yes, Jim." He leaped down and knocked on the door . "All right. Come erlong inter supper, Mister Slater." It was opened by a man dressed . like the ordinary run of They went into the kitchen and sat up to the table, and farmers of the " region. Dick ate heartily; for he was healthy and always had a good 1 "Good evening," the youth greeted. appetite. , Mister," was the reply. They talked as they ate, and Dick found that they were "What would be the chance for me to stay here oversensible, well-informed people, though the old folks were night, sir?" . not very well educated . "Ther chance fur ye doin' thet is good, Mister. " Nettie seemed to have received a good education, however, "Then I may stay, sir?" and Dick learned that she had gone to school in Philadelphia "Sartin! Jim Mitchell never shets ther door in enny hones' several years. mari'8 face--an' ye look hones' . " "Have you ever attended spelling school, Mr. Slater?" "I think that I am at least as honest as the average man," Nettie a ske d presently. w ith a smile. "Yes, often, back in Westchester County, New York, where ."I'll bet ye air. Wait till I git my hat an' I'll go with I my home is, Miss Nettie."â€¢ ye ter ther stable an' show ye wliar ter put yer hoss." "Then if ye air not too tired ye mought go ter spellin' "Very well, sir." school with Nettie, Mister Slater,'' said Mr. Mitchell. The man stepped back into the ho u se, but was gone only "Oh, is there to be spelling school to-night?" Dick asked. a few moments, when he returned and accompanied the "Yes,'' said Nettie. young traveler to the stable, which stood about seventyfive "Where is the schoolhouse?" yards back of the house. "About half a mile from here to the westward." "Whut mought yer name be, young feller?" Mitchell asked. "I shall be glad to go if Miss Nettie will accept of my "My name is Dick Slater, the famous young patriot capcompany," said Dick. tain of the company of Liberty Boys, and also noted as a "I shall be pleased to have you accompany me," was the sco u t and spy." ' reply, with a slight blush. Jim Mitchell had evidently never heard of the youth, "And I shall be very much pleased to go with you." f o r he e v i n ced n o surprise when h e heard the name. This Immediately after supper Nettie hastened upstairs to get was n o t strange-, as it was in a n eighb orhood where t h ere r eady. PAGE 3 2 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. She was gone nearly an hour, and when 'she came down it was evident that she had taken great pains with her toilet. She was dressed neatly but tastefully, and she was indeed beautiful. Dick thought that he had seen but few prettier girls. "She isn't quite as pretty as Alice, though," he thought, loyally. Alice Estabrook was Dick's sweetheart, and he loved her devotedly. She lived in Westchester County, not far from Dick's home, and they had known and loved each other since they were children. "Shall we go now, Miss Nettie?" asked Dick. "Yes, Mr. Slater, it is time to start." They set out at once and walked slowly along the road toward the west. Dick had learned that the Mitchells were patriots, so he felt that it would be safe to talk unreservedly to Nettie, in case slie asked him questions, but so far she had not inquired why he was away over in New Jersey when his home was in New York, or where he was going or anything like that. It did not take lorig to reach the schoolhouse, and when Nettie entered accompanied by a handsome young stranger, it occasioned a hum of interest, especially among the young people. There was one among them-a heavy-set, fierce-looking young fellow of about twenty-one years-who did not seem to enjoy the sight of Nettie in company with the stranger. He scowled blackly and muttered something under his breath. His name was Ben Bullen, and he had been trying to court Nettie a long time. She had permitted him to take her to a few places, but had resolutely refused to let him come to see her and sit up with her. "I don't like him, mother," she had said, '' nen her mother talked to her regarding_ the matter. "I could never consent to become his wife, so it would not be best to let him come to see me." Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell thought Ben would be a good match for Nettie, as he was a hard worker and would one day own a good farm not far from the Mitchell home. "Hey, Ben, how d'ye like thet ?" said a youth, nudging Ben with his elbow, as Dick and Nettie entered and took seats. "Who is he?" Ben asked. "I dunno. I never seen 'em afore." "Neether did I, but I'll tell ye whnt, Bob Black, ef he tries fur ter cut me out with Nettie I'll break ev'ry bone in his body." "l guess ye c'u'd do et, all right," with a grin. "I think so, too," with a self-satisfied smile . Ben was the bully of the locality, he baving long since thrashed every youth who dared to try to dispute his supremacy. He had sized Dick up, and was confident that he could easily handle the strange youth. That was one peculiarity about Dick. His appearance was very deceptive, for he did not look n early so large and heavy as he really was. The reason of this was that he was so perfectly proportioned. Nor did he appear to be more than ordinarily strong, yet he was phenomenally strong, being twice as powerful as the ordinary youth of ws size. So, although Ben Bullen did not suspect it, the latter would have a hard task on his hands if he attacked the stranger youth. CHAPTER II. AT SPELLING SCHOOL. The teacher, a tall, lank man, dressed in a suit of black, rose and announced that the business of the evening would begin. "I name Ben Bullen and Bob Black as the two who will choose up," he said. "Boys, take your places." The youths in question rose and took up positions at opposite sides of the room. The teacher held in his hand a spelling-book, which he now opened at a point selected at random. _He held -the book partially open with his finger and turned the leaves toward Ben. "This is the front of the book," he said, tapping one side. "Guess the uage." "Seventy/' said Ben. â€¢ The teacher then turned toward Bob and held the edge of the book toward him. "Eighty-two," said Bob. The teacher looked at the number of the page and said: "'l'he page is seventy-eight. You have first choice, Bob." Bob named his choice, and then Ben promptly chose Nettie Mitchell. There was a look of vexation on Nettie's face, antil she whispered to Dick: "I hope he'll choose you." "I hope so," replied Dick. "I'll tell him your name." "Thank you, Miss Nettie." Ben Mullen had noted the exchange of whispers, and his face grew dark indeed. "I'm goin' ter lick thet feller afore he gits erway frum heer he muttered. When Nettie had taken up her position beside Ben she whispered to him that the young man who had accompanied her was named Dick Slater. "Choose him, Ben," she said. Ben nodded, but when he uttered the next name when it was his turn to choose, it was not tha t of Dick Slater. Nettie was disappointed, and a little red spot, caused by anger and vexation,. appeared on each cheek. "You mean thing!" she said to herself. Had Ben Bullen -been smart he would have chosen Dick, as Nettie asked him to do. By refusing to do so he aroused her anger and made her dislike him all the more. She was too proud1 to ask him again to choose Dick, and she stood there looking straight before her, and when Ben whispered to her, saying something that he thought would please her, she made no reply whatever. Indeed, she pre tended that she had nof heard him. This made Ben mad, and, as he was not at all politic, he whispered in her ear fiercely: "Oh. I s'pose ye're made becos I won't choose yer new feller!" \_'..ill Nettie made no reply; did not even look at him. Ben was mad enough to fight, but he did not say anything more. "I'll git even by lickin' thet young feller after spellin' school is out!" he promised himself. When all who cared to take part in the spelling had been chosen, the teacher walked down to where Dick sat asked him his name. Dick told him, but said that he did not care to take part. "We shall be very glad to have you do so, Mr. Slater," the teacher said. "No, sir, I prefer to be a spectator." But Bob Black pointed his finger at Dick and said: "I choose thet young feller-I don't know his name." "Mr. Slater, as Bob needs one more on his side to make the number even, I hope that you will consent to take part," said the teacher. Dick decided to do so. He had always been a good speller, and he knew he would enjoy taking part. "Very well, I will do as you wish, sir," he said, and he rose and took up his position at the end of the line on Bob's side of the room. Ben Bullen's lips curled with scorn, and he looked straight at Dick with such a vicious expression on his face and in his eyes that the Liberty Boy could not help but notice it. Little did Dick care, however. He had known young fellows to be angry at him and jealous of him before without cause, and his quick perception had told him that this was what ailed the young fellow. He knew that Nettie had told Ben to choose him, and the fact that the youth had not done so proved that he was angry at Dick and jealous of him. "I don't think Nettie cares anything for him, however," was Dick's thought. ' "He's an ugly and fellow," thought the Liberty Boy. The spelling now began. The teacher gave out the words, first to the head one on one side and then the head one on the other side, and then on down the line, and whenever anyone missed a word the opposing person on the other side had a chance to spell it, and the person missing had to sit down. When all were down on one side the other side would be the winner, and this was considered glory enough; but usually the teacher continued to give out words till all but one had missed, and that one would be considered as having spelled the school down, and this was the greatest of all honors. t' PAGE 4 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. 3 The spelling went on steadily, and one after another the Dick stood there looking Ben in the eyes, and then he young people missed and took their seats. said calmly: At last Dick was the only one left on his side, and Nettie "Stop shaking your fist in my face, if you please!" and another girl were the only ones left on the opposing "I won't stop!" shaking the fist even more fiercely. "An' side. whut's more, I'll rub et erginst yer nose an' see how yej Dick hated to spell the girls down, . and did not know like thet!" and he suited the action to the word. that he could do so, so far as that was concerned, but he Instantly Dick grabbed the young fellow by the wrist and e:Rjoyed the contest and kept on spelling just to see how gave it a twist that caused its owner to fall to his knees1 long the girls could keep from missing. and give utterance to a howl of pain. Then it was contrary to his principles to miss purposely. The spectators stared in amazement. He considered that it would not be treating the girls fairly, They could not understand the matter. for they would not want to win in that way any more than They knew that Ben was a very strong youth, And to see I he would. him get the worst of it in this manner was very surprising . "No, I won't miss purposely," he thought. "I'll spell them to them. down if I can." He was quickly on his feet again, however, and he gavel The spelling went on, and presently the other girl missed, utterance to a cry of rage and leaped toward Dick, exclaimleaving Nettie on one side and Dick on the other. This ing: 1 evidently did not suit Ben Bullen, and he deliberately got "Come out uv doors, blast ye! Jest come out uv doors, an' â€¢ up and waL1 worry him at all. He the "Don' bother me!" cried Ben roughly. "I'm pickin' er\ young fellow straight m the eyes calmly and :unflmchmgly, fuss with 'im becos he thinks he's so all-fired smart, an' and when he saw how angry Ben was gettmg, he even I'm goin' ter giv' 'im er good lickin' thet's whut I'm goin' smiled in a manner that was extremely exasperating to the ter do!" ' 1 bully. "Don't worry Miss Nettie" said Dick with a smile "This the teacher gave out the. word "hippopotl'.!-mus" I young man chosen to 'insult me without and I i to Dick, and Ben leaned over and whispered to the Liberty am going to give him a les son that he will remember a Boy, !:mt loud enough to . be heard by all were near: , long time." "iss thet W<;>rd, young Spell et with one 'p' ef. ye : "Yes, ye will!" sneeringly. "Ye jest come on outside anâ€¢I don. git er.good hckm. . ! I'll show ye whut's whut mighty quickt" Dicks hp curled m scorn, and he quietly spelled the word! "Go along, and I'll b e rigr.t w ith y ou . " smiled Dick. correctly. , I The teacher advanced anrl tried to B"n out of the f( black look of rage swept ove;; i;en s . , idea of wanting to fight, but it was u se less. The youth I !het. 11e. h:ssed. ...1, giv th our;:ht that he could easily get be!tter of Dick, and he ther W<;>Ist ye ever hed m yer life ez soon ez spellm wns Just bully enough to want to do it. school is over. Th 1 t t d t t l t t" t CHAPTER III. AN ENCOUNTER WITH A BULLY. Dick did not let on that he heard. His face was calm and unmoved. He had no reason for feeling at all fearful, for he felt confident that he was more than a match for the young fellow. He had never yet met anyone of his own age that was his match when it came to a test o f strength and agility. The spe lli nr: went on. and it was evident that Nettie, while she would undoubtedly be glad to be the victor in the match, would not harbor any ill-feeling toward the young stranger if he spelled her down. She was smilin g all the and it was this that helped to make Ben almost wild with anger and jealousy. "She don' keer cf he does s pell he,r down," Ben thought bitterly. "In fack, I guess she'd be glad ef he would. Like ez not she'll miss er word purty soon on purpuss." But Nettie would not do this. Like Dick, she felt that it would be unfair to her opponent to miss a word on purpose, even though she might wish him to win, and she spelled carefully. So did Dick, and the inatch went on for nearly half an hour, and then Nettie missed a word and took her seat, while Dick spelled the word correctly, thus making him the winner. Before Dick could take his seat Ben Bullen leaped up and confronted him, his face dark with rage. "Ye think ye're smart, don't ye, blast ye!" he cried, shaking his fist in Di ck's face . "I wasn't thinking anything about that," said Dick quietly. "I know better! Ye think thet becos ye spelt ther school down ye air some punkins, but ye hain't!" Again he shook his fist in Dick's face, and the young men and girls knew that Ben was bent on picking a fight with the young stranger. The former were delighted, for they enjoyed an affair of that kind, but the girls were frightened, and hastened to get back out of the way. . c gir s, oo, -r1e .o ge uw o give up wan mg o fight . but he would not. listen to them. Ins'te ad, he strode out of the room, telling D ick to follow him, "if ye dar'!" Of c ourse, Dick rlmcd. He was a youth who did not fear any man living, and I certainly he would not hold back from an encounter with a youth of his own age So Ben, Dick and the young-men filed out of the schoolI house and a ring was formed . It was a moonlight night, so they could see to fight almost as well as though it had bee n daytime. Ben had already removec l his coat and was rolling up his sleeves, and he said to Dick: "Take off yer co::i.t, quick, an' be reddy ter take yer lickin' like. er man." Dick quickly divestecl himself of coat and vest and laid aside hi s hat. This don e, ho proceeded to roll up his sleeves. The moon shone so brightly that the spectators were en abled to get :"?. gr.od vfo" of the youth's arms, and exclama tions of a111azPr11f:mi &nd admiration escaped their lips. "Jest look at them n11ns !" "I never seen ennythin' like 'em!" "Haiu't they big though!" "Say, ef he's ez stout oz h\s 11.;ms look like he mought be, he o:-tcr make things lively fur Ben!" "I nnnf'rstan' HOY.' l'OW ho manerged ter bring Ben down onte r '"is knees inside er le etle w'ile ergo! " were a few of the exclamations. Ben c<.1ld see Dick's arms, and it was plain that he was surprised the same as were the oth e rs. He pretended to think nothing of it, however. "Bah!" he sniffed. "Big arms don' prove nothin'. I'm goin' ter giv' 'em er turrible lickin', ye see ef I don'." Dick smiled serenely and stepped to the center of the ring and faced Ben. "Are you ready?" he asked. Ben strode forward and confronted Dick. "Ye bet I am!" he cried. "All right. How is this to be, a fight by rounds, each to stop when the other is knocked down and wait till he gets up, or is it to be a rough-and-tumble, both keeping at it till, one cries enough?" PAGE 5 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN . "I . don' keer w'ich." "Then let's have it the first way." "Each wun is ter wait till the other gits up arter bein' knocked down, hey?" "Yes." "All right, but thet gives ye ther advantage." "How so?" . I ergoin' ter git knocked down an' ye air, an et II be er g1vin' ye er chance each time." 1:here was abs?lute confidence in the youth's tones. It was th.at he behE'.ved that what he said was the truth. I th1!1k you will find that the plan of battle is as much to Our mterests as to mine," said Dick quietly. Ye reelly think ye'll knock me down ? " "I am sure of it." "Bah! Ye'll fin' yer mistake. Air ye reddy?" "Ready!" "All right. Look out fur yerse'f!" Then Ben rushed at Dick and struck. at him with all his might. CHAPTER IV. THE BULLY BEATEN. As he asked this question the young men burst into laughter. "Nothin' ertall, Ben!" "No, er mule ldcked ye!" "The schoolhouse fell onter ye!" "Get up an' try et ergin, Ben!" Such were a few of the exclamations and ironical remarks indulged in by the young men. They were, in truth, delighted by the turn the battle had taken. They _began to believe that the handsome young stranger was gomg to be too much for Ben, . and this was as they would have it. The jibes of his young men neighbors, over whom he had held sway so long, had considerable effect in bringing Ben Bullen back to a consciousness of what had happened. :fe scrambled to his feet and glared around him. . Shet yer heads. ev'ry one uv ye!" he hissed . "When I git through with this young feller I'll giv' some uv ye er lickin', thet's whut I'll do!" The young men were not as greatly impressed as they would have been before they saw Ben knocked down by the stranger, but they were still sufficiently in awe of him so that. they remained silent and made no reply. Dick, however, was impatient to have the affair over with, and he said curtly: Of course the young fellow did not for a moment doubt that his blow would land. "Are you ready to be knocked down again?" He discovered his mistake very quickly, however, for Dick "No," hissed Ben, "but I'm reddy ter knock ye down!" !leaped back and the fist did not come within a foot of . his and he again attacked the youth. face. time )le atten:pted to close with Dick, for he realized . Ben, havi.ng struck with all his might and not encounter-that m straight fisticuffs he was no match for the young t b stranger.' . any res1s ecame overbalanced and pitched forward, Di . ck, feeling confident that he could easi"ly beat the fellow his toe caught m the grass at the same instant and down he went on his face. ' at his own game, decided to close with him and let the matter The spectators laughed loudly. be settled in that fashion. Very few of the young men of the neighborhood really He grappled with the young bully at once . liked Ben Bullen. A cry of satisfaction escaped Ben's lips. .He held them by brute force, and they had to treat "I've got ye now!" he . exclaimed. h th t tw di 1 d "I guess not!" said Dick. 1 1i:n WI respec , ou ar y at east, m or er to keep from Then the struggle began 1n earnest. bemg thrashed; but now that he had fallen in such a ludicrous manner, they took advantage of the opportunity and Ben was a strong fellow, and he was now wild to get the laughed heartily. better of the young stranger and retrieve himself in the esti-Ben was madder than ever and proceeded to scramble mation of the young men of the neighborhood . ,hastily to his feet. He realized that if he was worsted by the young stranger "What's the matter?" asked Dick quietly. "Can't you he would be forever disgraced and that his prestige wotll'i stand up? If you fall down so easily as that I don't think be gone. The young men who had stood in awe of him . you will be able to make much of a fight." would do so no longer, and his supremacy would be a thil).g A snarl of rage was the only reply. of the past. Ben began striking at Dick rapidly and fiercely. For a little while Dick remained on the defensive, for His blows were powerful ones, and any one of them would he wished to test his opponent and see what he was capable have downed Dick had they taken effect. of doing. Dick dodged, ducked, parried and evaded the blows doing Dick was soon satisfied that he was easily the bully's it so easily and gracefully that the spectators filled master, and when the other tired a bit and let up on his with wonder and admiration. efforts, the Liberty Boy suddenly took the offensive. They had never seen anything like that before. All the Dick was an expert wrestler and knew a great many fights they had ever witnessed had been of the rough-andtricks, any one of which was sufficient to give him a victory tumble variety, where the combatants exchanged blows and over an opponent who was ignorant of them. then clinched and struggled till one downed the other when Dick worked till he got a hold that was just what he the affair would continue till one had enough. ' wanted. Then he suddenly exerted all his strength and But this was different. threw Ben clear over his shoulller. Dick remained on the defensive till Ben had tired himself Down the bully came with a thud, and such was the to such an extent that he was forced to stop and drop his force of the fall that all the breath was knocked out of his arms, which seemed to him to weigh a ton each. body. This . was Dick's opportunity, and he made the most of it. I Exclamations of wonder and admiration escaped the lips He stepped in, measured the distance with his eyes and of the young men. then out shot his fist. ' "Did ye ever!" Crack! "Whut d'ye think uv thet!" The fist landed fair between Ben's eyes, and down he "Beats e.nnythin' I e".er seen!" . . went, fiat upon his back. . "Ben ham't got no b1zness foolm' with 'em!" Dick had delivered a strong blow. "Not er bit!" . . . He not struck as hard as he was c:ipable of striking, It was nearly a mmute before Ben stirred, and then 1t was but still 1t was hard enough to temporarily daze the reciponly to gasp for breath and utter a groan. ient. Some of the young men had entered the schoolhouse and Ben lay there blinking up at the sky, and the spectators, had to.Id the gii;:ls the wonderful news, and almost without after a moment of silent wonder, gave utterance to exclanaexception the girls expressed themselves as glad that Ben tions: had more than met his match. "Whut er lick!" "Et was er sockdolager, an' thet's er faclc!" "I bet Ben saw er lot uv stars!" "Yas, an' shootin' wuns at thet!" "Blazes, but he don' seem ter know whut hit him!" Ben presently stined and rose slowly to a sitting posture and gazed around him in a vacant manner. "W-whut hit me?" ; "It serves him right," said Nettie Mitchell; "he had n o business to pick a fuss with Mr. Slater. " "Of course you'd say so, Nettie!" said a girl by the name of Belle Mead. She was a girl with a rather spiteful dispo sition, and he knew that Ben liked Nettie, and as she had tried to catch Ben herself, she was glad of a chance to say something spiteful and cutting. "Yes, and you'd say so if you didn't want to catch Ben PAGE 6 THE L IBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN . 5 1 Bullen, Belle Mead!" said Nettie, who had plenty of spirit and I "I don' .t see how you did it," said another girl. "Ben is was always ready to take her own part. considered to be the best man in this part of the cou ntry. " "That's so; that's what ails you, Belle!" said another of . "He is strong enough, miss," said Dick, "but he doesn 't! the girls, and a number more said the same thing. I know how to use his strength. I had no trouble in handling Belle was angry, but thought it best to keep silent. him . " Meantime, Ben Bullen had regained control of his physi"I should say he didn't have any trouble, girl s ! " said a cal and mental faculties and had scrambled to his feet. young man, with a chuckle. "You had ought to" have seen him l "Do you want any more?" asked Dick, quietly. throw Ben over his head, just like he was a straw man! " "Yaas, an' I'm goin' ter giv' ye sumthin' ye hain't ex-"If we had knovm how it was going to end we would have pec_ktin'!" was Ben's fierce reply, and with the words he come out and seen the fight," said one girl; "but we thought whipped out a clasp-knife, opened it quickly and leaped to-Mr. Slater would be badly beaten, and . we didn't wan t tol ward Dick, with the exclamation: see that. " "I'll cut yer heart out!" "Thank you," smiled Dick. CHAPTER V . JERRY WHARTON SAVES DICK'S L IFE. The teacher now called the sclioo l to order and named t wo girls who were to choose up. Nettie was one and a girl named Lucy Wing was the other. They guessed at the number of the page and Nettie won, "You have first choice, Miss Nettie," said the teacher. "I choose Mr. Slater!" said Nettie quickly, and Lucy Wing. looked disappointed . The bully's. move did not take Dick by surprise. Soon all had been er and the spelling began. He had anticipated some such action, and when the fellow As in the former instance Dick and Nettie were the last t w o leaped toward him Dick was ready. up, and they spelled . against each other nearly half an hour.' Out shot his fist, straight and true. Then Dick tripped on a word, missed it and Nettie spelled Crack! . ' it correctly: It landed fair between Ben's and with such terrible "You win, Miss Nettie," said Dick, offering his hand; " I force that he went backward to the ground with a thump. congratulate you and will say that I am glad." I The knife flew out of his hand and was seized and pocketed Nettie looked him full in the face, and very searchingly. by one of the young men, who made the remark: "You didn't miss on purpose, did you, Mr. S later?" she "Thet hain't er fit weepin fur Ben ter be kerryin' aroun'. " as,ked . ' "You are right about that," said Dick. "No, indeed!" was the earnest reply. "I know yo u would r "Yes, yes!" from a dozen. . not want to win that way, Miss Nettie. I would have spell ed Ben was stunned temporarily and lay there motionless for you down if I could have done so . " at least half a minute; then he rose to a sitting posture, and "Thank you; I'm glad to hear you say that." presently scrambled tO his This ended the spelling school for that night. "Whar's my knife?" he cried . It was time to gQ home . "Whut knife?" asked one. The young folks began pairing off and leaving, and Dick "Did ye hev er knife?" from another, and Nettie took their departure. "I hain't seen et," from a third. / They walked slowly along talking of the events of the Ben was wild. evening. "Ye lie! ye lie!" he almost screamed; "some one uv ye fel"You are a: splendid speller, Mr. Slater," said Netti e. lers hez got my kIJife, an' I want et!'\ "So are yoi.:, Miss Nettie," said Dick. . "You are a great deal better off \vithout a knife, Ben Bui-I '.J'hen the girl reverted to the trouble of the everun g , and Jen," said Dick, quietly. said : . . d'ye know erbout et, blast ye?" Ben cried. "I am sorry that you had such an unpleasant experienc e, "I know a good deal about it, for I tell you right now that Mr. Slater; and I am more especially sorry becau se I was inr befo1:e I would. l e t )_'OU use a knife on me I would kill you." reality the cause of it.'! This was said qmetly, but there was something in the tone "I know, Miss Nettie; Ben likes you and was jealou s of me.'' of the voice that made the hearers believe that the speaker "Yes, but I loathe him!" meant what he said. "I was sure. that you didn't care for him, o r I. wo u ldn't1 To themselves the young men said that Ben had indeed have given him such a severe handling.'' "waked up the wrong passenger," so to speak. "He keeps pestering me all the time, but I have told him "I guess ther lesson wull do 'im good," thought more than again and again that I don't like him and would rather neve r one. see him." Finding that he could not recover his knife, Ben gave ut"He is one of the persistent, bulldog sort of fellows, eh?" terance to ;some angry and threatening remarks and strode "Yes; but maybe he will let me alone now.'' away up the road, quickly disappearing from sight. "I hope so." The young men crowded around Dick and shook hands with "He has been the bully of the neighborhood for years, b u t him and comnlimented him on the manner in which he had now maybe he will behave himself and let the other boys l disposed of Ben. alone . "I'd never a thort ye c'u'd do et!" said one . "If he doesn't "Im will wish that he had, for almost any one "Nm me!" from another. of them will be able to give Him a thrashing now.'' "He's no match fur ye ertall!" from a third, and so on till "Do you think so?" all had had someth\ng to say in praise of Dick's performance. "Yes; that is always the way with bullies and t hose over Dick merely laughed the matter off as not being of any whom they have ruled. As soo n as a bully gets a good very great moment. thrashing he is an easy i'nark for almost any muscular a nd . "Almost any one of our fellows could have done the same," determined young m::m.n ' he said. "I'm gl::td of that.'' But they said no . "Yes; and it is right and a good thing.'' "We's tried et,': said one; "an' ev'ry one uv"us got an orful Th e y r0ached the house presently and entered. lickin'. Ben is er bad one, but ye wuz too m u ch fur 'im. " M1. and Mrs. JVIitchell were up still. The teacher r>ow came forth, and, learning that the fight "We thort we'd stay up an' hear how ye liked ther spellin' was over, imited the young men to come back into the sc hools ch ool, Mr. Slater," said Mr. Mitchell. hou:;:e and spelling. "I liked it first;:ate," repli ed Dick, smiling. They did so, aud, as may well be supposed, Dick was the "He spelled the schoo l down!" cried Nettie, enthusiastically. cyno smc of ull eyes when h e cntel'ed. The girls expected to "Yes, and so did she!" said Dick, nodding toward Nettie. Ece his face h1i:ris0rl '':"ld discolored, but to their surprise there "Nettie is e 1 good speller,'' her father, proudly. woR not a mailc on it. "Indeed she is!" coincided Dick. Ben had not landed a blow; ir.deed, Dick had escaped scot "So are you, Mr. Sfater!" the girl said . free. Then she told about the trouble between Ben Bullen and, NctU3 appro8.checl Dick anrl said, earnestly: Dick. She placed the blame where it belonged-on Ben ' s "I ::::'!l ro gkd tl:a: y ou escap'.Cd injury at Ben's hands, Mr. shoulders . Slater!" Her parents lister.eel to the story with surprise , and they "So am I, Miss Nettie,'' s:nilingly . l ooked at Dick wonderin gly. J, PAGE 7 6 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. "I wouldn' hev thort thet ye c'u'd hev licked Ben!" said Mr. could be no doubt Of the fact that he fully intended to shoot Mitchell, with a shake of the head. the horn eman dead. . "No, ye hain't near so big," from Mrs. Mitchell. . , ;T,ust ns I:e howe_ver, he was by a "I don't look to be so large" said Dick; "but I JUnge that. yeu from right behmd hnn, and his shoulder was Joggled sdo I am as heavy, and I know I am stronger than Ben." 1 fieTcely that the muzzle of the rifle bobbed about and wobble "Well I hope thet ther thrashin'll do him some good," said in such a manner that the bullet that left the barrel went Mrs. Mitchell. high in the air; instead of straight toward the head of the "Likely et will," said Mr. Mitchell. horseman. . . . . "I am sme of it " from Dick. en Bullen whirled with a snarl of rage and disappomt"And I hope that' it w ill have the effect of making him stay ment ancl saw Jerry Wharton, a young man of neighboraway from he1 and stop pestering me with his unwelcome hood, who had to see Be!1, and, suspei:tmg he attentions" ' said Nettie. was up to some rascahty, had slipped up behmd hnn 1l:nd ' had disturbed his aim at just the right moment to save Dick Slater's life. . CHAPTER VI. Ben s truck at Jerry with the rifle, using it as a club, but A TORY SPY. Jel'I'y dodced and escaped injury. Then he .struck out . . . ' stra i ght from the shoulder and down went Ben with a crash. Next mormng Dick bade the Mitchells good-by and rode j He leaped up quickly, however, and, leaving his .rifle lay einward. toward . . where it had fallen, he dashed away through the timber at Th.e teacher was JUSt unlockmg t_he door o! the the top of his speed. as Dic.k along, and he Di!2k a cheeiy gqod-mornmg, Meamvhile, Dick had leaped down off his ho1se and now to wh1ch the youtl_i responded m kind. ,, . came to the spot where Jerry Wharton stood. ;;You a!'e,,travelmg on,_ eh, Mr. Slater? the teacher said. "vVas that Ben Bullen?" Dick asked. Yes, sir. . The young man nodded. "Well, if you happen along here agam I shall ,fe glad to "Yes," he said; "an' he'd er killed ye, I I hedn'.t have you call here at the schoolhouse and see me. happened ter see 'im an' git heer in time ter Joggle his "Thank you; I would be sure to do so." aim." , Then with a good-by Dick continued "You have undoubtedly saved my life, and I thank you." About a mile west of tJ:e schoolhouse p_assed a good"Oh, ye're welcum, Mister Slater." sized log L house, and out m the barnyard, milkmg a cow, he "I remember seeing you at spelling school last night, but saw Ben Bullen. . . . . I don't know your name." Ben saw and recogmzed Dick, and he rose and shook h1s fist "Et's Jerry Wharton." . at the horseman. . . "I'm glad to know your name, Jerry; and if the oppor"I'll git even with ye yit, Dick S.later!" he cned. "Ye Jest tunity ever comes I will do something, to repay you for what see ef I don't!" . you have done for me." . "How are you going to do it?" asked Dick, qwetly,, as he "Thar hain't no need uv thet, Mister Slater. Enny hones' brought his horse to a stop. man'd a done whut I did. Et wuz my duty." "Ye'll see!" . "True; but it doesn't lessen my obligation to you." "Why not come out here and settle the matter at once, if "Thet's all ri<>'ht but I'm kinder s'prised r bout Ben Bulyou are not with the thrashing that I gave you last len. I knowed he er purty vicious kind UV feller, but I night?" didn' think he'd try ter shoot er man down in col' blood.'' "That's my bizness. I'll settle with ye in my own way, an' Dick shook his head. when I git good an' reddy." . "He tried to stab me with a knife last night, you know, "But I am leaving this part of the country and may never Jerry'!. he said "and a fellow that will carry a knife and return. If you are goin to 'get even,' as you term it, you had try td use it wiil do almost anything." better take advantage of the present opportunity." "Thet's so." But Ben did not evince any 9i s position .to. do as. Dick sug-Dick talked with Jerry a while longer and then shook gested. Instead, he resumed his work milkmg, with the re-hands with the young man, mounted his horse and rode on mark that he knew how to attend to his own affairs, and wa-d that he would settle with Dick in due time and in his own was a narrow he mused. "Ben Bullen is way. a worse fellow than I thought him ' to be." "Oh, all right," said Dick. Dick rode onward at a gallop, and half an hour later, as Then he rode onward. he \Vas passing through a dense piece of woods, a man rode The road made an abrupt bend to the soon out from among the trees and greeted Dick with a "goodafter it passed the Bullen home, and as soon J?ick was morning." out of sight around the bend Ben stopped milkmg and, "Good-morning," replied Dick. hastening to the house, got a rifle and started away. He was sizing the stranger up, and for some reason was "Whar ye goin', Ben?" his mother asked. not very favorably impressed with him. "I heerd some wild turkeys hollerin' over in ther woods, "Going to Bordentown?" the stranger mother," was the reply; "an' I'm goin' ter git one uv 'em "Yes, sir." , ef I kin." "So am I." Be hastened away, and was soon out of sight in the Dick made no reply, and presently the stranger said: timber. . "Do you live in this vicinity?" . The fact of the matter was that the road made a horse"No," replied Dick; "do you?" shoe of about a mile around to avoid going over a rocky "Yes; I live about three miles from here." ridge and by crossing this on foot it was only . a distance The man kept asking questions that were calculated to of ab1out a third of a mile to the road. Ben knew that he draw forth information regarding the patriot army, at" th,at could easily get there before Dick would arrive at the. point time in winter quarters over at Valley Forge, in Pe:tmsyl in question. vania, but Dick, ever suspicious of strangers in these war "I gues s I know my bizness, all !" Ben, a times, was very careful not to vouchsafe any information. black look on his face. "I'll shore git even W1th Dick Slater He answered all the questions in an apparently frank fur whut he clon e ter me last night!" . manner, but he gave the man the impression that he knew He hastened his footsteps, and was only a few minutes nothing at all about the patriot !!'etting to the road. The youth could not tell whether or not he 'had deceived 0 He took up his position behind a fallen tree and rested h r the barrel of the rifle over the trunk. t e man. ' . A few minutes later he heard the sound of hoofbeats. "I believe he's a Tory spy!" was Di.ck's decii::i0;11 He cocked the rifle and crouched down so as to avoid being seen by his intended victim. CHAPTER VIL Louder sounded the hoofbeats, and Ben peered over the top of the log and saw that the horseman was almost oppo site to him. He pressed the butt of the rifle against his shoulder and took deliberate aim1 at Dick. There was a fierce and deadly look on his face. There IN BORDENTOWN. The man had given his name as Joshua Hunter. He had asked Dick's name, and the Liberty Boy, fearing that this ' fellow, if really was a spy, had heard of Dick Slater and the Liberty Boys, gave a fictitious name. PAGE 8 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. 7 When they rode into Bordentown the stranger dismounted The fugitive then checked the speed of the horse and in front of the one inn of the place and entered. leaped . to the ground and darted toward the timber. Dick at once hastened to the quarters occupied by the l!>ick brought his hors e to a s t op, and now he jerked a commander of the little force of patriot soldiers stationed pi s tol .out of his belt and fired at Hunter. here and told him about Joshua Hunter, and how he believed It went true to the mark. the man to be a Tory spy. Dick had aimed at the man's right leg and the bullet "I'll send some soldiers and have him placed under arrest struck him in tha t limb between the kne e and ankle. at once," said Captain Shutter, 'the officer in command of With a howl' of pai n the fugit ive tumbled to the ground. the garrison. "Se rves you right," muttered Dick. He summoned his orderly and told him to send Lieutenant Then he leaped down and walked to wliere the wounded Wilson to headquarters at once. man lay. As he approached the fellow suddenly pulled a The lieutenant soon appeared, and the captain told him pistol and fired at Dick. what was wanted. The youth saw the acti on in time, however, and leaped "I'll have the fellow under rest in less than half an aside, disconcerting the other's aim and causing him to miss. hour!" the lieutenant declared. "You are about as vicious a specimen as I have met in a "I'll go with you and point the man out," said Dick. long time!" said Dick, sternly. "By rights I ought to put a He accompanied the lieutenant, and soon they were mak-bullet throug h your head and end your days, but instead I ing their way toward the inn, accompanied by a dozen will take you back and turn you over to the commander of patriot soldiers . the garrison." When they were still nearly one hundred yards from the Then Dick helped the man up and assisted him into the inn a man suddenly dashed out of it and ran toward the saddle, after w hich the you t h mounted his horse and headed horse s hitched to the posts not far away. back toward Bordentown, leading the horse ri PAGE 9 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. vic!i:ity of Philadelphia and intercept some stores that the ! They rode onward at a gallop ha".e been gathering." I They went due south till they were west of the Quaker w1ll be very much to my taste, sir, and it will suit ; City, and then they turned westward "S I tli ht,, There was heavy timber all through this region which my i ertv Boys also " I ' . . " o . ?.ug made it favorable for their purpose, as it would enable them sn' soobnttshall wThe . to keep their presence in the vicinity a secret from the . e 1e e er.. . e British, so I am mformed, I British. will be movmg the proVIsions from the country districts southwest of the city into Philadelphia in a day or two a d Dick was on the looko_ut for a good campmg place. by being on hand early you will be able to lay your That )vas the first to find. ' . . and select good points from which to work ,, P He -..nshed a campmg place that was handy to their m"True, sir. We will start immediately,, tended. scene of _operations, and that would at the same time "Do so." . be a strong position m case they were attacked by the redshall we do with the stores after we have secured last they found just the place they were looking for. "I have decided that they shall be taken to BordentoWn." .It on the top of. a Rnoll, ab?ut a quarter. of a "Very well; we will take them there." mile from the road leadmg to Philadelphia. "I would have them brought here, but the truth is that I could see for miles in all directions. do not expect to stay here much longer, and as I intend to This would en.able them to si15ht redcoats when they go to New York, I want the stores to be where we can secure. appeared on their way to the city with the wagon-loads of them on our way to our destination." stores, and then they could attack the enemy and secure the "I understand." stores. . "Of course, as it will not be much trouble, you may send "How do you like this place, Bob?" Dick asked. a messenger to me when you have captured the stores and Bob was the lieutenant and right-hand man, and Dick then if I should want any of them brought here I ca'n let usually asked his opinion regarding all matters of imporyou know." tance. "Very well, sir." "It seems to be a splendid place for an encampment, Dick." After having received some further instructions Dick "That's what I think." departed. ' "Yes, we couldn't improve on it, I am sure." He hastened away to where the Liberty Boys had their "No; and I am confident that the redcoats will pass along quarters. this road with the stores." They were delighted to see him. "I think so." He had been. to his old home in Westchester County, New The youths then proceeded to go into camp. York, to see his and as all the youths in the company They unbridled and unsaddled their horses and staked wer'7 from that VIcmity they had many questions to ask. them out where they could secure plenty of young grass. J?1ck had. made an effort to see as many of the folks to Then they placed their saddles, blankets and muskets at which the different youths were related as was possible, and the point where they expected to make their encampment. he made a number of the boys happy by telling them It was now almost nightfall, and they built campfires and newe ,of their loved ones. A few of them he was compelled proceeded to cook bacon and johnny-cakes. to make unhappy, for in some of the families deaths had They were hungry, and when the meal was cooked they occurred. ate hea1'tily. Dick's sweetheart, a beautiful girl named Alice Estabrook Of course, sentinels were posted, and the youths felt safe, and who lived near Dick's home, was the sister of Bob so they laughed and talked and enjoyed themselves as only lbrook, the lieutenant of the company, and Dick's sister young fellows can. Edith was Bob's sweetheart. Naturally Bob was eager to "How long will we have to wait here for the co.nrin&",;..g-r hear from and about Edith. the redcoats, Dick?" asked Mark Morrison. "I a letter here, I believe, Bob," said Dick, with a "I don't know, Mark." sly wmk at his comrades; "that is, if I haven't lost it." "Will it be one or two days, or a week?" '.'If you _have lost it. it means death for you, Dick Slater!" "I can't say." Bob, rn mock. There was an eager light in "We will just have to wait and see, eh?" his eyes, and the mstant Dick produced the letter Bob seized "Yes." it and tore it open and read the contents. "Well, we can do that." There were letters for some of the others too from "I don't like this waiting business at all," said Bob Esta-parents, sisters or sweethearts, and those who the brook. letters were indeed happy. When they had finished reading and had asked Dick all the questions they could think of, he told them of the work that the commande r-in-chief wished them to do. They were delighted. They had been in camp at Valley Forge all winter with only an occasional expe<:tion into the S1;lrrounding and the prospect of gettmg out and havmg encounters with the redcoats and capturing their stores enthused them. It was the kind of work they enjoyed. "When are we to start on this expedition, Dick?" asked Bob, eagerly. "Immediately." "Hurrah!" "Begin getting ready at once, boys." "We will!" "Yes, yes!" "It won't take us long to get ready." "You're right it won't." The Liberty Boys went to work at once. They cleaned and oiled their muskets and pistols, filled the saddle-bags with provisions and were ready. "Mount, Liberty Boys!" ordered Dick. They leaped into the saddles. "Forward!" The youths rode out of the encampment, followed by the cheers of the soldiers, who knew what the Liberty Boys were going to do. A few minutes later the youths were out of sight of the encampment. "Well, you can get out and stir around all who want to, Bob," smiled Dick. "That's what I'm going to do." "But you want to look out and not get into the hands of redcoats or Tories," said Sam Sanderson. "I'll look out for that." "I pity the redcoats or Tories that tackle Bob!" said Ben Spurlock. "They'll have their hands full!" grinned Bob. The others smiled, for they knew that this was indeed the ca se. Bob was a reckless and de sperate fighter. they had finished eating Dick rose and yawned and said: "You boys all noticed that house a mile down the road, I believe?" "Yes, we noticed it," said Bob. "Well, I'm going down there on a reconnoitering expe dition." "I expected as much," said Bob. "I guess I'll go with you." "No, you stay here and look after the boys. I'll not be gone long, I'm sure." "That The chances are that you'll get tangled up with some redcoats or Tories and not get back under a week, if at all." Dick laughed. "I guess not," he said. Then he set out in the direction of the house he had spoken of. PAGE 10 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. CHAPTER IX. CAPTURED BY REDCOATS. It was not a very dark night, and as Dick drew near the house he had set out to visit he saw that it was quite a goodsized . one. "It looks like a tavern," he murmured. He approached and stepped up on the porch and looked in through a window. He saw that the room was a combined barroom and office. The landlord stood behind his counter busily engaged in setting out bottles to his customers, of' whom there were a dozen or . more. There were seven British soldiers, and the others were toughly dressed men , doubtless Tories. "l guess I won't venture in there," thought Dick. "They would make me a prisoner undoubtedly. The men talked loudly and laughed boisterously, for the majority were under the influence .of the liquor they had been drinking. Dick was doing some swift thinking. "I don't see anything to hinder me from bringing some of the boys down here and capturing those fellows," was the thought that entered his mind. At this moment he was seized from behind in strong hands, Several persons had seized him, but Dick began strug gling, nevertheless. He was not the youth to tamely submit to capture. He was exceedingly strong and very active, but the strength opposed to his was too great, and he soon found that he was helpless. The noise o'f the struggle was heard by th_ ose within the tavern, and they opened the door and came out to see what was going on. There were four of Dick's assailants, and one of their number said: "Get back out of the way. We've captured a rebel spy!". Dick was conducted into the barroom and all gathered around him. His uniform was a complete give-away, so to speak, and the redcoats and Tories were delighted with their capture. , '!..A rebel!" "Yes, and a captain, too!" "We've made a good "So we have!" The door had been shut again, and now the leader of the four who had captured Dick asked sternly: "What's your name?" "Find out," replied Dick, quietly. A hard look came over the face of the redcoat. "I think I can do so,'' he said.-"But it will be better for you if you answer a11 questions promptly and truthfully." "I sha ll answer such questions as I choose to apswer. You cannot intimidate me." "I am not trying to do so. But you will serve your own interests best by giving civil anc:l truthful answers.'' "I shall exercise my own judgment." "Very well. You have comrades somewhere in the vicin ity, no doubt. Tell us where they are." "I shall not answer your questi ons, so you may as well save yourself the trouble of a sking them." "You h a d better answer them!" Dick shook his head. "I will not do it," he said, quietly but firmly. "Why are you down in this part of the country with suchl a strong force?" Dick smiled. "That is for. you to find out," he said. "We'll do it, you may be sure!" "I have no doubt of it.'; "How did ye happen out ther rebels wuz thar, Jeff?" another of the Tories asked. I "I seen ther light frum their campfire, an' went up tha1i ter investigate." "So that was the way of it, eh?" from the redcoat leader. "Yas." "And you saw tliis fellow leave the encampment?" "Y as; I wuz goin' ter foller 'im, but one uv ther senti nels got so close ter me thet I hed ter lay low fur quite er spell, an' this feller got erway. I knowed he wuz comin'I down heer, though, an' I come ez quick ez I could." "You had better tell us why you are down here," said the redcoat leader. "I don't think that it would do me any good to tell you anything," was Dick's reply. "All right; suit yourself about that." Then the leader of the redcoats ordered that Dick's weapons be taken away from him and his arms bound. The Liberty Boy had been taking careful note of every thing, and he was determined to make an attempt to escape, if there was any chance at all given him. He now suddenly struck out with both fists straight from the shoulder, and down went two redcoats, kerthump. Then Dick leaped forward and made a dash for the door. He reached it and seized hold of the knob, but before he could get the door open the redcoats and To1ies were upon him. , He struggled fiercely in an attempt to break their holds and get out of doors, but he could not do it. There were too many hands hold of him. I He was di,sarmed, and his wrists were bQund together be, hind his back. Then he was placed on a chair and the redcoats and Tories stood looking down upon him triumphantly. "You are a rather lively and desperate young fellow," the redcoat leader said; "but you failed to get away." "I hardly expected to succeed," said Dick; "but I thought it would do ne harm to try." Then the question of the disposal of Dick came up. "I will send him to Philadelphia in the morning," the leader said. "Don't you think it would be well to take him there tonight?" asked another. "He has a lot of co;rnrades close at hand, you know." . "I know that, and I am going to take him away from here, for the reason that his comrades doubtless know he came here and will become uneasy and come to look for him after a -while, but I. don't think it is necessary to take him clear to Philadelphia to-night." "Where will you take him, then?" . "Over to Puggsley's." The redcoats and Tories nodded. "That will be a good place to take him," said one. Puggsley was a strong Tory who lived a mile from the tavern over in the heaviest timber in the region. Having decided what to do, the redcoats set out, with Dick in their midst, while the Tories dispersed to their homes. At this mo ment the door. opened and a young fellow of\_ perhaps twenty years of age entered. . CHAPTER X. "Oh, ye've got 'im, hev ye?" he exclaimed. The redcoats and Tories looked at the speaker,inquiringly. "iVhut d'ye ' know a bou t 'irn, Jeff?" one of the Tories a sked . "I know wl1ur he come frurn." "Where?" the redcoat leader asked . "From ther knoll, a mi l e north frurn h eer. " "Has he any comrades up there?" eagerly. IIhe youi-h nodded. "I sh'd say so!" "He h?.s, eh? How many?" "Tlrnr's a irnndred at le:.ist." The redcoats and Tories stared. " 20 many as that?" iJ1c lcacle1 cried. " Yn.s." A PATRIOT MAIPEN. "Whur ye goin', Minnie?" "To bed, father." "So airly ez this?" "Yes." "Ye usually stay up till ten o'clock." "I know, but I'm tired and sleepy, a:nd as I want to 1ret up real early in the morning I think I will go to bed "Oh, a ll right. I think I'll go kinder airly myse'f, fur ther customers air all gone." "Some more may happen in." . "Yas , they mought. I'll stay up till half-pas' nine, enny ho w." , The above conversation t ook place bet\veen 'the tavern ' t:ccpo1, Hirara Holt, and his daughter Minnie. PAGE 11 10 THE LIBERTY BOYS BORDENTOWN. Hiram was a widower, and Minnie, his only child, was his housekeeper and only assistant. Minnie was a pretty, bright-looking girl of perhaps six teen years. She was a good drawing-card for her father, for the redcoats and Tories liked to gather there and be served by the girls, who gave each customer a smile with each mug of liquor she served. She was not a coquette nor had she ever !lhown preference for any one man more than another, so all enjowed her smiles, and there were a number of the frequenters of the tavern who fancied that they might suc ceed sooner or later in winning her liking. As for her father, he was not eager for her to take a liking to any one man, for he did not wish to lose her. She was a great help to him, and he felt that he would not know how to get along without her. Minnie, with a good-night and a smile, left the barroom and went upstairs to her room, which was at the extreme rear of the building. She set the candle on a little stand and then fastened the door. She did not get ready for bed, however. Instead, she threw a shawl over her head, raised the window and stepped cautiously out upon the sloping roof of the shed-kitchen. Moving downward till she came to the edge of the roof, Minnie leaped lightly to the ground. Then she made her way to the road and walked rapidly northward. She was not more than ten minutes in walking to a point opposite the knoll on which the Liberty Boys were encamped. Guided by the light of the campfire, she advanced up the hill straight toward the encampment. When she was within perhal>s seventy-five yards of the encampment .she was challenged. "Halt! Who comes there?" cried a stern voice. "A friend," the girl replied. The sentinel evidently recognized the voice as being that of a girl, for he said quickly: "Advance, miss, and state your business." Minpie walked forward and paused in front of the senti-nel, who was Sam Sanderson. "Who are you, miss?" Sam asked respectfully. ":My name is Minnie Holt." "What do you want here, Miss Holt?" â€¢ I I have come to do you a favor." J J'What is the favor?" "I have come to tell you that one of your comrades is in danger." An exclamation escaped Sam's lips . "Has something happened to Dick?" he cried. "Is that your comrade's name?" "Yes-Dick Slater." "Well, he has been captured!" "Captured!" excitedly; "who by?" "By the redcoats." "Indeed! And where is Dick now?" "That is what I have come to tell you. I know where he has been taken, and will guide you to the place so that you may rescue him." "Miss, you are certafoly one of the best girls living!" cried Sam, earnestly. "Well, sir, I am a patriot, and I made up my mind that I would save your com1ade if I could do so." "You will never be sorry for what you have done, Miss Holt!" "I am sure of that." "Go right on into camp, Miss Holt, ::. y ou _ want to speak to Bob Estabrook." "Very well, sir." "Tell him just what you have told me." "I will." Minnie walked on up the hill and entered the encampment. As she came within the radius of the light from the campfire the Liberty Boys stared at her in wonder, not . nnmixed w ith admiration, for she looked very pretty indeed. One of the youths, Fred Helmuth by name, thoug-ht that ' he had never seen such a prety, sweet-looking girl in his life. "Jove, I could fall in love with her at first sight!" he mentally exclaimed, and he devoured her face with his eyes. The youths stared in silent amazement until the silence was broken by their visitor's voice: "I wish to speak -to Mr. Bob Estabrook." Bob leaped up instantly and advanced and faced the girl, bowing politely and respectfully. "I am Bob Estabrook, Miss. What can I do for you?" "I have come here to do something for you, sir," was the reply; and then Minnie told Bob the same story she had told Sam. The youths listened with interest and excitement. "We must rescue Dick!" yes!" "And we will capture the redcoats!" "That's what we will do!" Such were some of the exclamations. "And you say you will guide us to the house of the Tory, Puggsley, where Dick has been taken, Miss Minnie?" said Bob. "Yes, Mr. Estabrook." "Good! We will be ready to start in five minutes." Then Bob named twenty of the youths who were to accompany him. "'l'wenty will be plenty and to spare," he said, when Mark Morrison said something about taking more. "There are only of the redcoats, so Miss Holt says, and we will easily capture them." "Yes; if there are no more than the seven there." "It is not likely that thei;e are more than that number there." When the youths were ready the little party set out. Bob and Minnie walked in the lead and the others fol lowed jn couples. They left the road and entered the timber before reaching the tavern, and Minnie explained that this was done for fear there might be some redcoats or Tories at the tavern who might see them and suspect what they were going to do. They made their way through the heavy timber slowly, for it was dark indeed among the trees. The girl seemed to be perfectly familiar with the way, however, and did not hesitate. Half an hour passed, and then she suddenly stopped and Said: / "That light yonder is in Puggsley's house." The youths looked straight ahead and saw a light shining through between the trees. "Good enough!" said Bob; "we will advance and surround the house the first thing." The youths advanced cantiously, and were not long in surrounding the house. Bob insisted on Minnie staying well back from the build ing, where she would not be likely to be injured in case there was shooting. When all was in readiness Bob advanced and knocked on the door. .It was opened presently by a hard-faced man, whom Bob judged to be Puggsley. the Tory owner of the house. I "Good-evening, Mr. Puggsley," said Bob, suavely. As he spoke he looked past the man and saw the seven redcoats seated at a table drinking, and over in the corner, his hands bound, sat Dick. "G -good e-evenin'," stammered Puggsley, for he saw Bob's blue uniform and had caught sight of more of the youths out in front of the house. . "Just step back out of the way, sir, if you please" said Bob; "! have something to say to the rcdcoated gentlemen at the table yonder." . The Tory stepped hastily and Bob entered, pistol in either hand, and, levelmg the weapons at the staring redcoats, he said stc nly: "Hands up! The house is surrounded, and if you attempt to res'.st or to e scape it will be the w:>rse for you!" The redcoats elevated their hands promptly. "We surrender!" their leader cried. CHAPTER XI. A GOOD NIGHT'S WORK; "That is sensible," said Bob, coolly. Then he lifted up his voice and called out: "Come inside, half a dozen of you boys!" Immediately the required number of Liberty Boys entered. "Disarm those men and bind their arms," ordered Bob. PAGE 12 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. 11 They did so at once, and then Bob stepped over and cut Dick's bonds, freeing him. , "How did you learn that I was here, Bob?" asked Dick. The youth shook his head and glanced at the redcoats and at Puggsley, the Tory. "I'll tell you later, old fellow," he said. Dick understood that for some reason Bob did not want to tell him before the men in question, and he nodded understandingly. "All right; it is enough that you did know where to look for me," he said. "Yes, Dick." And then he asked: "What shall we do with this man?" indicating Puggsley. Dick eyed the man sternly. "By rights we ought to make a prisoner cf him also," he said. "Don't do it!" the Tory cried. "Don't bother me, an' I promise ye that I won't do nothin' to help the British, never ag'in!" Dick looked at him searchingly. "Do you mean that?" he asked. "Yes, yes!" Dick was silent and thoughtful a few moments, and then he said, impressively: "Very I will take your word for it. But remember this: If you forget your promise and are caught harboring or assisting the redcoats at any time in the future, your life will pay the forfeit! Do you understand?" "Yes, yes! I won't do ennything of the kind. I'll remain neutral arter this!" "You blasted coward and traitor!" growled the of the redcoats. This did not worry Puggsley greatly, however, for the redcoats were prisoners and could not do him any injury. The redcoat leader seemed to know what the man was thinking, for he said menacingly: "We will not be prisoners always. Sooner or later we will be free, and then we'll come back here and settle with.,... you!" "Ye can't blame me," cried Puggsley; "I've got er right to be neutral." "Not after pretending to be a king's ma.n: " "We will go now," said Dick; "lead the prisoners away, ooys." Bob and Dick hastened out ahead of them and went to where Minnie stood. "This is Miss Holt, Dick, who told us where to find you and guided us here," said Bob. Dick remembered having seen the girl at the tavern, and he thanked her for what she had done. "If ever I g:et a chance to repay you, Miss Holt, rest assured that I will do so." "Oh, I don't want to be repaid for doing my duty, Mr. Slater," the girl said. "I am a patriot, and I made up my mind as soon as you were led away by the British that I would carry the news to your friends." "It was kind of you, and we appreciate what you have dcne. You will alwl'.l.ys have the Liberty Boys for staunch friends." "Are you the Liberty Boys?" the girl exclaimed . "Yes.'' _ "I'm glad to know it! I have always wanted to see you, for I have heard so much about you and your splendid work for the cause." Then s h e said she must be going, and Dick offered to accompany her to her home. "You go on with the boys and the prisoners, Bob," said Dick. "All right." Then Dick and Minnie set out in the direction of the tavern and Bob joined the party of Liberty Boys and their prisoners. When Dick and Minnie reached the vicinity of the tavern the girl said: "I will bid you good-night, Mr. Slater. I slipped away without father's knowledge and will slip back again." "I understand. Well, good-night, Miss Minnie ." Then Dick walked onward, while the girl. re-entered her room by climbing up onto the shed-roof and then thrnugh the window. . Dick reached the encampment soon after the Liberty Boy s and their prisoners got there, and he was greeted joyously by those who had remained in camp. 1 'he prisoners were placed under guard till morning, and then they were sent to Valley Forge under charge of ten of the Liberty Boys. Dick did not wlsh to be bothered with them while waiting to capture the stores. . The Liberty Boys did some scouting and reconnoitering that day, but did not see anything of the redcoats who were gathering up the stores. About the middle of the next afternoon, however, they discovered the redcoats coming along the road at a point about twelve miles west of Hiram Holt's tavern. There were seven wagons, and they were so heavily loaded that the horses could not make very rapid progress. "They will just about reach the tavern by suppertime," said Dick. "Yes," agreed Bob; "and that will be a good place for us to capture them." "You are right." The Liberty Boys rode back to their encampment and settled down to wait patiently for the coming of the British, with seven wagon-loads of provisions. About half an hour before sundown the wagons came in sight a mile west of the tavern. When the tavern was reached the British stopped andâ€¢ went into camp for the night. This was just as the Liberty Boys would have wished, had they had the arranging of matters. "When shall we go down and take them in, Dick?" asked Bob. . "Oh, as soon as it is dark." "I WOJJ.der how many redcoats are down there?" "About twenty, I think." "We will have no trouble in capturing that number." "No; I think we can do so without shedding any blood." "That's right, and if any blood is shed I want that it shall be that of the redcoats." "We will do our best to have it that way, old fellow." The Liberty Boys got ready for the task before them, and as soon as it was dark they se t out down the hill. . "All went with the exception of six, who remained behind ! to watch the encampment and guard the horses. The youths moved cautiously when they were close to the British encampment, and they were very careful not to let the sentinels discover theii; presence until after they/ had surrounded the redcoat.. Then Dick, Bob and a dozen of the youths s lipped in at the back door of the tavern and made the'r wa;y to the dining-room, where, as they had expected, they ;found the officers i n command of the party seated at the table eating and drinking. The youths promptly covered the officers with their pis tols and ordered them to surre nder. The redcoats turned pale and looked wildly about them. "It is useless to try to escape," said Dick; "your force is surrounded by four times the number of your men, and any attempt at resisting will result in the deaths of the majority of the soldiers." "Who are you?" the commanding officer, a captain, asked. "My name is Dick Slater, and--" "I've heard of you!" the redcoat interjected. "You are the commander of the company of Liberty Boys!" from the other officer, a lieutenant. D ic k nodded. "You are right," he agreed; "and the Liberty Boys are outsi de now and have your force surrounded." The two British officers looked at each other a few mo-ments in silence, and then the captain said: "I guess we had better surrender." "That is the only thing to do, sir." "Very we ll; here are our weapons, " and they unbuckled their .belts arid ' laid them, with the weapons, on the tabh. "Secure the weapons and then bind the prisoners' arms." ordered Dick, and the Liberty Boys did so. "Now, captain, I will trouble yo u to step out on tha porch with me and order your men to surrender," :;aid Dick. The captain hated to do this, but had no choice in the matter, so obeyed. The British solcliers were about as surprised as men ever get to be, / but they obeyed their commander's order, and were speedily made prisoners by the Liberty Boys. "There! the redcoats 1md the stores are in our hands!"I exclaimed Bob, jubilantly. "Yes," said Dick; "I call this a pretty good night's work." PAGE 13 12 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. "Yes; you are looked upon as a public benefactor, for you CHAPTER XII. taught Ben Bullen a lesson that he has not forgotten." "He is behaving himself better, is he?" CAPTURING THE STORES. "Yes; but, oh, Mr. Slater! that was terrible, his trying to shoot you! Jerry Wharton told everybody about it, and for Dick decided to not start with the captured redcoats and a while there was talk of lynching Ben!" stores until next morning, but he thought it best to send a "I'm glad they didn't do it, for he didn't hurt me." messenger to Valley Forge to carry the news of the capture "No, but he intended to kill you." to General Washington at once. "I guess he did, and he would have succeeded, too, had it He named Sam Sanderson to carry the message, and that not been for Jerry. He's a fine young fellow, Nettie." youth bridled and saddled his horse and set out at once . The girl was blushing rosily, and Dick leaped to the con-Next morning after breakfast the Liberty Boys set out in clusion that she liked the young man in question. the directio n of Valley Forge with their prisoners and cap"So that's the way the wind blows, is it?" he remarked, tured stores. laughingly. "Well, I repeat it, Miss Nettie, Jerry is a fine All the youths were happy, with the possible exception of young fellow, and if ever he gets married his bride shall have 1Fred Helmuth, and he \Vas both' happy and miserable, for a nice wedding present from me." â€¢he was smitten with Minnie Holt, and the knowledge that Nettie blushed more rosily than ever, and then, said she liked him in return was sufficient cause for him to feel roguishly: happy, and having to leave the vicinity of her home was "Begin thinking what the present is to be." cause for unhappiness. "Well, don't you think the young lady would like a gold However, he could go back at once in a while to see Minnie, ring?" . and this thought .gave him comfort. "Yes, I think any girl would be pleased with a gold ring." When the Liberty Boys were within six miles of Valley "Or a gold watch?" Forge they met Sam Sanderson. Nettie's eyes glowed, and she uttered an exclamation. "What did the commander-in-chief say?" asked Dick. "Oh, a gold watch would be just the nicest present in the "He said for us to go straight to Bordentown, Dick." world!" she said; "but that would cost more than you ought "He doesn't want any of the stores at the encampment, to pay out for a present for one who is not a relative." then." ' "A watch it shall be!" said Dick; "and as for the cost, you "No; he said to take them to Bordentown; and, Dick, we must :remember that Jerry saved my life, and that nothing are to stay there and guard the stores." can be too costly to give to his wife." "All right; that will give us something to do, as the Nettie was greatly pleased, Dick could see, and she prac-British are likely to try to secure or destroy the stores at tically admitted that she and Jerry were engaged. any time." She again asked him to come to the schoolhouse on Fri"That's so . " day afternoon to witness the exercises, and Dick promised "Did he say what should be done with the prisoners?" that he would be there, and would be accompanied by a few \ "Yes; they are to be taken to Valley Forge." of his comrades. "I'm glad o f that; I don't want to be bothered with them." Dick introduced Nettie to the Liberty Boys in a body, and Then Dick sent the prisoners away under charge of twenty they were unanimous in voting her a pl'etty and agreeable of the Liberty Boys. girl. "You join us at Bordentown just as soon as possible," was One of the youths was very enthusiastic in her praise when his parting instruction. she had taken her departure, but Dick laughingly told him he "Yes, Dick," replied Mark Morrison, who had charge of the had better curb his enthusiasm. party. . "She's promised" to another fellow,'' he said. "So you The Liberty Boys at .their destination that eve-wouldn't have any chance with her." ning and the stores were left in the wagons overnight. "That's too bad!" the Liberty Boy said, with a grimace. Next morning the wagons were unloaded and the provi"Well, I'm glad that I found it out before I fell very deeply sions were placed in a strong log building. . in love." Bob Estabrook had a dissatisfied look on his face. Dick told them about receiving the invitation to attend the Dick saw it and asked the cause. last day of schoo l exercises, and several of the youths stated "I'll tell you, old fellow, I'm afraid that this is going to that they would be glad to accompany him. be mighty tame business, guarding the stores," was the reply. "All right," he said; "you. may go with me." Dick smiled and shook his head. "Is there any danger of your running afoul of Ben Bullen "I'm not so sure about that," he said. again, Dick?" asked Bob. "You think there is a chance that we may have something "Oh, I guess not. I may see him, but I don't think he will to do?" try to injure me." "Y cs, indeed. The British will quickly learn that the stores "Well, I'm going along, and if he tries any mean tricks I have been captured, and the British escort as well, and they will show him a trick that he hasn't heard of." will also learn that the stores have been brought here; that Dick laughed. 1means that in all likelihood an effort will be made to cap"I have no fear of him, Bob," he said. ture them or to destroy them." "I know that, Dick. A fellow might not be afraid of a dog, "And that would mean some l ively work." yet the brute might slip up behind and bite him." "Yes." "Well, I oughtn't to wish that this would happen; but, Dick, I don't like this thing of sitting still with nothing to do." "I know you don't," with a smile. "And, in fact, the ma-CHAPTER XIII. jority of the boys are like you in that respect." "So they are." THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL. Three days after the arrival of the youths at Bordentown, Nettie Mitchell came to the village to buy some ribbons and When Friday came Dick, Bob and eight more of the Libtrinkets for herself, and' she was surprised and pleased to erty Boys sadd led their horses and rode over to the school-find Dick there. house to attend the closing exercises. He was glad to see her, and asked her if there had been When they got there they dismounted and tied their any more spelling matches at the schoolhouse since the one horses to trees and entered the building. . he had attended. The school had just been called to order by the teacher, "Yes, indeed," was the reply; "but there will be no more, but as soon as he saw Dick he came and shoo k hands with for school ends this week." him. He greeted Dick's companions pleasantly also, and gave "Does it?" the ten good seats. "Yes; and there is to be speaking and dialogues by the The building was crowded with the relatives of the pupils, pupils. You had better come." who had come to â€¢see \Vhat thei.J: children could do in the way "When is it to be?" of "speaking pieces." "Friday afternoon." Nettie Mitchell was 'there, of course, and she gave Dick "I believe I will come, and I'll bring some of my Liberty a bright smile and a pleasant nod, which he returned in kind. Boys with me." I Jerry Wharton was there also, and saw the exchange of "Do! Everybody will be glad to see you." smiles and nods, but he was not a bit jealous as a result. He "Will they?" was a sensible young fellow, and, besides, Nettie had told PAGE 14 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. 13 him that she was to have a gold watch for a wedding present from Dick, and Jerry knew he had nothing to fear from Dick as a iival. He was close enough to Dick to shake hands with him, and this he aid. Then the exercises commenced. The first thing on the program was a "piece" by a little boy of seven years. He did fairly well for the first few lines, and then he became frightened, stammered, stopped and finally, yielding to his fears, bolted to his seat, sobbing as though his heart was broken. The spectators applauded vigorously, and under the cover of the noise the little chap regained his mental equilibrium. Then a girl about the same age took her place on the platand, calling -the teacher by name, told him that Bob, indicating his friend, would be pleased to speak a piece. "He was always the star performer at our school," Dick explained, "and I think that he will be able to entertain the people present." "We shall be very glad, indeed, to have him give us a selection,'' the teacher said , an PAGE 15 , 14 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. "I guess he won't," the woman laughed; "I told him I was going to do it to set a good example before the girls, and all I can say is that they are not as smart as I thought they were, for they haven't taken advantage of their opportunity 1or followed the example set them at all." "No, but we will!" cried one jolly maiden, and she gave Bob a hearty kiss. Others followed suit, and there was a lively time for a few !minutes, but Bob finally made his . escape, crying as he ran toward the door: "Great guns! how yo u mus t hate me, girls! There are fifty young fellows here who will take a deiight in putting a bullet i nto me for this!" "No they won't!!' a girl cried; "if they bother you we will never speak to them again!" "You are not to blame," another girl cried; "if you kissed lus it was because 'you rather thought we wished you to," and it is nobody else's business." ; This occasioned a laugh, and the people dispersed to go to 1their homes, all feeling happy and in the best humor imaginable. They cheered the Liberty Boys as they rode away, and the youths returned the cheers and wave d their hats in fare-lwell as they rode around a bend in the road and disappeared from the sight of their friends. . "How did you enjoy yourselves, boy?" asked Dick. The youths said they had enjoyed themselves fine. "I certainly enjoyed myself," grinned Bob. "I should think you did!" said Ben Spurlock. "Who wouldn't enjoy being kissed by a score or more of pretty girls?" "Well," grinned Bob; "it wasn't half bad, but you must re/ member, Benny, my boy, that it is poss i ble to have too much 'of even a good thing." CHAPTER XIV. BEN BULLEN'S FATE. as he did so a wild yell of terror, evidently, escaped his lips. "Hello, what does that mean?" cried Bob. "I don't know," from Dick. "Vie will know soon," said Sam Sanderson. A few mmoments later they discovered what had happened to Ben Bullen: He had fallen into a pit that had been made for the purpose of capturing wild animals. And that there was some kind of a wild animal in the pit now was evident, for the youths heard fierce growls and also shrieks of pain as they reached the edge of the pit. They looked down and were horrified to see Ben Bullen lying flat on his back with a panther on top of him! The beast had the youth by the throat, and it was evident that the ca reer of Ben was to end then and there. Indeed, the would-be assassin was in his death-throes as the Liberty Boys appeared. "Jove, this is terrible!" cried Dick. "Yes,'' agreed Bob; "the fellow deserved death, undoubt edly, but this does seem to be pretty bad." "Shoot the brute!" cried Dick, and he leveled a pistol and fired at the panther as he spoke. The beast gave utterance to a shriek of pain and rage and let go its hold of its victim's throat and glared fiercely up at the youths. The others had drawn pistols, and they now fired, being careful to take aim, and the result wasâ€¢that the panther fell over and began struggling in its death-agonies. "We 've settled him!" cried B()b. "But not quick enough to save Ben Bullen! " from Mark Morrison. "No, he's dead as a doornail." They stood there looking down upon the dead youth and the wounded panther, and they put in the time reloading their pistols. By the time they had finished doing this the panther was dead, and then the youths looked at one another inquiringly. "What is to be done with the dead body, Dick?" asked Sam. "We will stop at the next house we come to and tell them about it," was Dick's reply. "And they will come and give it The youths rode along in silence for a few minutes, and burial." then Bob suddenly exclaimed: "And inform Ben Bullen's folks of his death," added Bob. "Oh, I forgot, Dick! Was that fellow Ben Bullen there?" "Yes." Dick started. They made their way back to where 'fl eir horses stood, "I had forgotten about him myself," he said. "No, he and Dick got his.hat and put it on; thenthey mounted and wasn't there, Bob. At any rate I d.idn't rode on down the road. Half a mile away they came to a "No wonder you forgot about him, Bob. laughed Sam house, and here they stopped and told the story of Ben h b . d d . 'f h h d b h d Bullen's death and described the location of the pit where ."Well, 1 ave. u:p an omg 1 e a een t ere an the dead body lay. tned to ha1m Dick, said Bob. I The . man said he would carrv the news of Ben's death to "I don't doubt that," was reply. . his folk;s, and that then they \vould get the body out of the , And youths knew this to be .trui:; much he liked pit and give it burial, and the youths rode onward. fun and Jollity, Bob would stop anythrng m t hat lme to take "It wa s a horrible death for Ben Bullen to die " said Bob part in a fight or a battle, . . . . . . "but he deserved it, and now that he is out of the way i He was naturally of a pugnacious d1s po s1t!On, a nd the fll'st shall feel better for h e might have succeeded in killing you !thing with him when anyone said anything he did like was sooner or later, 'nick." to knock t11e fellow's head off, or at least knock him down. "True" agree d Dick "as you say he brought it upon "I have liked .to have got a look at ,the fellow," sai d hims e lf.:' ' ' Bob, m .a voice. . . Half an hour later they arrived at Bordentown and settled , At this mstant there came the sharp crack 01: a nfle from down to the work of guarding the stores 'the timber at the roadside, and a bullet knocked I?ick's hat off, and just grazed the top of his head. Cries of consternation and anger escaped the lips of tne youths, and they brought their horses to a standstiil quickly and leaped to the ground and ran toward the po'nt from !which the shot had been fired. This was easily di s tinguished, for smoke was curling upward from behind a certain tree. As they dashed forward they caught sight of a youth of about their own age running away at the top of his speed. "It's Ben Bullen!" crie d Dick. "I thought so !" from Bob, grimly. "Well , I'll see if I can 1put a bullet into Ben Bullen! " He drew a pistol as he spoke and fired. It was a quick shot, of course, but Bob was expert :it this, and a wild yell went up from the fugitive, proving that the bullet had hit him somewhere. The wound must have been only a slight one. however, for the would-be assassin kept on running as swiftly as ever. Indeed, if anything he his speed a triile. . "Give it to him, boys!" cried Bob; " let's kill the sc oundrel 1 if we, can! He's a snake in the grass. Give it to him!" I â€¢The youths all drew pi s tol s and fired, but Ben Bullen seemed to bear a charmed lifo, for he kept right on running. If he was hit by any of the bullets the wounds were ot of a character to incapacitate him for getting over the ground. Suddenly the fugitive disappeared from 15ight, however, and CHAPTER XV. GUARDING THE STORES. About noon two or three days late r Dick decided to go down the river toward Philadelphia on a scouting expedition. All had been so quiet and peaceful at Bordentown that the Liberty Boys had become suspicious that trouble was brewing. He told l3ob that he believed it to be simply the calm that comes before a storm. " I hope so," sai d Bob. "Oh, you fool;sh boy!" Dick. "Yo u always want to fight, even if you know you may get thrashed." "Well, I don't like to rust out, old fellow." "I don't think there is much danger of your doing so." "I'm glad there isn't." Dick mounted his horse and rode southward. He remained on the east side of the .'.Delaware, for he thought that he could see what might be going on on the other side of the river, and yet be safe himself. He rode along at a moderate pace, for there was no need of haste. PAGE 16 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. 15 The road was good and the day was fine, and Dick really enjoyed t'he ride. Of course, he was on his guard, for he knew that there were Tories all the region, and there might be redcoats over on that side of the river, so far as that was con cerned. It was second nature with Dick to be on guard, anyway. At last Dick was at a point almost opposite the city of Philadelphia. He paused on the top of a knoll and gazed across toward the city. He wondered if it would pay him to wait till nightfall and then go across and enter Philadelphia. "Would I be likely to secure any information of value?" he asked himself. This was, of course, a question that he could not answer, but he gave the matter considerable thought, and finally de cided that at least he would remain in the vicinity till nightWL "Then I'll decide what to do," he thought. He looked about him and noted a farmhouse down at the foot of the hill. "I'll ride down there and stay to supper, if they will let me stay," he thought. Dick did not have his uniform on, as he seldom wore it when out on scouting and reconnoitering expeditions. H e rode up in front of the house and dismounted. Leaving his horse standing, Dick advanced to the door and knocked. It was opened by a pleasant-looking woman of perhaps forty years of age. "Good-afternoon, madam," said Dick. "Good-afternoon 'to thee, sir," was the reply. "A Quaker lady," thought Dick; then aloud he "I wish to stay here till evening, lady, if you have no objecti ons; I will pay Y\>U for my supper and for feed for my horse." "Thou art welcome, sir," was the reply; "and the food and feed for thy horse shall cost thee nothing." "Thank you, lady. I will lead my horse to the stable." "My husband is dead, sir, so thou wilt have to attend to the matter thyself," was the ieply . "I shall be glad to do so." Then Dick whistled to Major and walked to the stable, the hltelligent animal following . Having unbridle d and unsaddle Major and given him a gen-erous portion of oats and hay, Dick went to the house. Here he was introduced to Catharine Sayle. the widow's daughter, and a pretty and intelligent girl of nineteen years. Dick gave his real name, for he had been given to understand that the two were patriotically inclined. They had never heard of him, for there were no men about to talk and tell them the news about the war. Dick told them more about the war than they had ever heard before, and he found that they were quite deeply in terested, and they both said that they would help the patriots, if ever they got a to do so. "Which I don't suppose will ever be the case," said Cath. arine. "Possibly not," said Dick . "Though there are things that you could do if the necessity arose. For instance, if you were to learn that the British were going to make an attack on some patriots you could go and warn the patriots." "Yes, I could do that," the girl agreed. Dick told them that he was the commander of the company of youths known as the Liberty Boys of '7G, and that they we e stationed at Bordentown engaged in guarding stores at that p lace. . Catharine was in the sitting-room quite a good deal and did her best to entertain the youth. She was a bright girl and succeeded very well, fc Dick enjoyed hearing her talk. He learned that the widow was fairly well-to-do, having a good farm, which . was worked by a neighbor on shares, and this yielded Mrs. Sayles and Catharine a good living. When supper was ready Dick sat up to the table with his hostess and her daughter and ate heartily. He knew that they had gone to a goo PAGE 17 16 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. "I have good ears and may hear him." "That's so." "I'm glad the fellow .without the lantern is coming my way," thought Dick. Presently he reached a point 'vhere there was a break in the wharf. He decided to disembark. He tied the boat's painter to a post and stepped ashore. Up the wharf he heard the sound of the sentinel's footsteps. "I'll make myself scarce before he gets here," was Dick's thought. He hastened away in the darkness. A street ran toward the heart of the city at this point, and Dick made his way up this street. There were no street-lamps, so it was so dark that the sentinel could not see the youth. Dick made good headway, considering the darkness and that he had to be careful not to make any noise. Two or three blocks were traversed, and then Dick saw that there was a main street not far distant. He could see street-lamps and pedestrians. He soon reached the street and turned to the right and moved along with the people. There were a great many people on the street, and among them were large numbers of British soldiers. Dick listened to the conversation of the soldiers as much as possible, but did not learn anything of value. He spent a couple of hours in this manner, and finally became discouraged. "It is a waste of time to stay here," he thought. "I guess I will go back and get into the boat and cross the river." He turned and walked back down the main street. He faster, now that he had a definite object in view, and in passing a party of four redcoats he accidentally jostled the one next to him. The redcoat had been drinking and was in a quarrelsome mood, evidently, for he whirled with an angry exclamation and struck Dick a sharp blow, saying: "Not so fast, young fellow! I guess you had better stay and give my comrades a chance to square accounts with you." But Dick did not wish to do anything of the kind, and so he struck out straight from the shoulder, and down the big redcoat went", kerthump. Then he darted around a nearby corner and dashed down the street in the direction of the river at the top of his speed. There was a brief period of calm, and then it seemed as though Bdlam had suddenly broken loose. There were shouts and yells, and then the sound of hurry-ing feet. "Stop him!" "Shoot him!" "Kill him'" "Don't let' him escape!" "He's a rebel spy!" Such were a few of the exclamations given utterance to, and Dick realized that if he should be captured it would be bad for him. He would be taken before the British com mander-in-chief likely enough, and General Howe, the officer in question, knew Dick by sight and would recognize him. That would mean the youth's death, either by rope or by bullet. No, he must not permit himself to be captured! Dick was a splendid runner, and he ran now as he had never run before. He knew that he was drawing away from his pursuers, for the sound of the voices grew fainter and fainter. "I guess I'll succeed in getting away," he thought. And he was right, for presently he reached the point where his boat lay, leaped in, cut the painter and rowed hastily out into the stream. CHAPTER XVII: PURSUED. "Take that, you awkw,a.rd lout!" Dick was not the youth to take this tamely. He had taken only a few strokes with his oars when a voice He was not so hot-headed as was the case with Bob, but he called out sternly: believed in holding up for himself, and he regained his bal"Stop! Stop!" ance and, leaping forward, struck the redcoat a hard blow, Dick kept on rowing. knocking him down. "Stop, or J will fire!" .;,-rr This made the "redcoat's comrades angry, and they leaped The sentinel had heard Dick, but could not see him, the toward Dick and attacked him fiercely. youth was sure. They struck out rapidly and with all their force. Doubtless Dick knew there was danger that he might be hit if the they expected to make quick work of it, but they were dessentinel fired, but he was willing to take the chances. tined to be surprised and disappointed. It would be an accident if he was struck by a bullet in â€¢ Dick 1 was exceedingly agile and very quick in his the dark. ments, and he managed to keep from being hit by the fists of He continued to row, but he was careful to make just as the redcoats till they became tired, and then he delivered sev-little noise as possible. era! blows in quick succession, knocking the three down one Suddenly a report broke the stillness. after the other. The first one that had been knocked down Crack! was just scrambling to his feet, . and he went down again The sentinel had fired. with his comrades on top of him. Whir-r-r-r-r! There was considerable excitement in the vicinity by. this The bullet whistled past Dick's head; but so close did it time. come that he felt the air against his face. The word had gone out that a fight was in prograss, and a "Jove, that was a close call!" the youth thought. great crowd had collected, eager to witness the affair. He bent to the oars and rowed harder than ever. He feared When they saw it was one young fellow against four the next bullet might find lodgment in his body. stalwart B1itish soldiers they laughed derisively, and the The sentinel did not fire again, however. Doubtless he thought that was in their minds was that it would not be thought it a waste of ammunition. much of a fight. But when they saw the four redcoats lying By the time the youth's late pursuers reached the wharf in a pile, knocked down by the one youth, they stared in he was out in the middle of the stream. amazement and wonder. ' He could hear and understand part of what was said, and They could hardly believe the evidence of their own eye-he heard voices calling out, "Get a boat! Get a boat!" sight. "Let them get a boat if they want to," thought Dick; "they Thev could not understand it. can't catch me before I get across the river." "We11, well!" He was not long in reaching the farther shore, and he "That beats anything I ever saw!" rowed up the little creek and disembarked. "Whoever would have thought it!" There was still enough of the painter left for the purpose, "You fellow, you're a wonder!" and Dick tied it to a tree. Then he hastened away in the "They'll kill you when they get up!" direction of the Widow Sayles' home. This last remark was quite in line with Dick's own ideas Dick did not go to the house, however. He feared the redon the subject. He feared that as soon as the redcoats got coats would come there in search of him, and he wished to to their feet they would make an attack with weapons. make it easy for the woman and her daughter by making it He decided that the best thing he could do was to get possible for them to truthfully tell the redcoats that he was away before they got up. not there. . He made his way through the crowd as swiftly as possible. "Then, after they have gone away, I will go to the house," "Let me pass!" he said; "! don't want any more trouble he thought . . with those fellows." He remained in the edge of the timber back of the stable, The crowd parted to let him through, but at the outer edge and, taking up his position behind a tree, waited for the there was a big redcoat, who stepped in front of Dick and coming of his enemies. said, threateningly: He did not have to wait long. PAGE 18 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. l'J. Perhaps ten minutes passed, and then he heard voices and footsteps. "They are coming!" the youth exclaimed to himself. He flattened himself against the tree and stood perfectly still. The footsteps and voices came closer and closer, and pres ently the youth saw dark, shadowy forms passing within a few yards of him. ""'! e'll see if he has taken refuge in the house," Dick heard a voice say. "I hardly think he would do so," from another redcoat. "Hard telling. He may be there." "True; it will do no harnl. to see." Dick moved forward and took up a position just behind the corner of the stable, where he could see and listen handily. He heard the noise of the footsteps cease suddenly, and then there sounded a knocking on the door. . Then there was silence for a few moments, after which sounded another knocking on the door. A few moments later Dick saw the do.or open, and standing there, candle in hand, was the widow. "How do you do, madam?" said one of the redcoats. "Who are thou, and what dost thee want>?" the widow asked. "We are looking for a rebel spy that was over in the city, madam. We chased him across the river and thought that it was possible that he came here." "No, sir; he did not come here." "I have no doubt that you are telling the truth, madam; but we must come in and search for him." "Search my house?" "Yes." "But I have told thee that he did not come here." "I know that; but our commanders will ask us if we searched the house for him, and we must be able to reply that we did." "Very well; I cannot prevent thee from doing so." She stepped back and the redcoats entered. They were in the house half an hour at least, and then they again appeared. They paused just outside the door and the leader said to the widow: "I'm sorry that we disturbed you, madam; but we had to do our duty." Then they turned and strode away and the woman closed the door. The redcoats walked past within a few yards of Dick and did not suspect his presence. When they were out of hearing he left his po:oition behind the corner of the stable and made his way to the house and knocked. S . oon footsteps were heard and then the door opened, show-ing Mrs. Sayles standing there, candle in hand. She recognized Dick at once. "Ah, Mr. Slater, come in,'' she invited. Dick entered and found Catharine standing in the hall. She gave the youth a pleasant grewting. With an apprehensive glance out through the doorway the widow closed the door. "Some British soldiers were here looking for you!" said the girl. Dick nodded . . "I saw them,'' he said. "Where were you?" "Behind the stable." Then Dick told them of his adventures in the city, and ended by saying that if they did not wish him to do so he would not stay there till morning. I "I don't want to run any risk of causing you trouble," he said. "I don't think there is any danger," said Catharine. "No,'' said the widow; "the British have been here and will not be likely to return." . A little later they decided to go to bed, and Dick was shown to a neat room upstairs. Everything was neat and clean, and the Liberty Boys quickly undressed and got in bed. It seemed to him that he scarcely touched the bed before he was asleep, and when morning came and he awoke he could scarcely believe that the time had passed so quickly. When he got downstairs he found that breakfast was ready, and a good breakiast it was, consisting of ham and gravy,. fried eggs, bread and butter and coffee. Dick ate heartily, and then said he would have to be going. "My Liberty Boys will be uneasy if I stay away too long," . He offered to pay the widow for keeping him overmght and for his supper and breakfast, as well as .for the feed for his horse, but she would not listen to such a thing. , "Thee art welcome, Mr. Slater," she said. "I want no pay.' "No, indeed!" from Cat4arine. . Dick went to the stable and bridled and saddled MaJOl' aiid led him around to the front of the house. Then he said good-by to the widow and her daughter after thanking them for their hospitality, and mounted and rode away at a gallop. He reached Bordentown without adventure of any kind, and was given a hearty welcome by the Liberty Boys. "We had begun to be uneasy ab.out you, Dick," said Bob. The others said the same. "What kept you?" asked Mark Morrison. "I went over into Philadelphia to see if I could learn any thing of importance, Mark." "Did you succeed?" asked Sam Sanderson. "No." "Have you any adventures?" asked Bob, eagei:ly. "Well, yes," said Dick; and then he told of lus encounter with the four redcoats and his flight, pursued by the redcoats. The youths listened with intense interest. "Jove, I wish I had been there!" exclaimed Bob. "And I! And I!" from others. "It was as well that none of you were there, boys, for had there been a number of us, some of us would have been cap tured, whereas I was able to escape." "That's true," agreed Sam Sanderson. "Yes, you're right, Dick,'' from Mark Morrison. "They would have a hard time capturing me!" declared Bob, grimly. CHAPTER XVIII. THE QUAKER AIDEN'S WARNING. It was about nine in the morning. The place was Bordentown. . . . . The Liberty Boys were out m the open air enJoymg them-selves, foi it was a beautiful day. Suddenly Bob uttered an exclamation: "Look yonder, . Dick!" The youth in question looked down the road toward the south and saw a woman on horseback approaching at a gallop. Indeed the house was running at its best speed. "What does it mean, Dick?" "I don't know." "I wonder who the woman is?" "I don't know that, either." The youths were all watching the approaching horse-woman now, and presently Mark Morrison said: . "It's a girl." Then Dick uttered an exclamation. "I know her," he died; "it is Catharine Styles, the Quaker maiden I told you about." "I wonder why she is way up here?" "That is the question. And I wonder why she is riding so fast?" "We will soon know." Closer and closer came the young horsewoman. The youths opened a way and the horse dashed into the encampment. One of the Liberty Boys grasped the horse's bridle ano brought it to a sudden pause. The pretty Quaker maiden was so overcome with excite ment that she fainted. As she fell from the saddle Dick caught her in his arms. One of the Liberty Boys quickly spread a blanket on the ground and Dick placed the unconscious girl on it. Another youth brought some water and Dick bathed Cath arine's face, whit:h had the presently of bringing her to. She looked wildly around her, and then presently she rec ognized Dick and exclaimed: ' "Oh, Mr. Slater!" "What is it, Miss Catharine?" gently. "The British-the British are coming-up here to-try to capture-the stores!" "How are they coming?" "In boats." "And where are they now?" "About four miles down the river. I saw them as I was coming." PAGE 19 18 THE LIBERTY BOYS AT BORDENTOWN. Then the girl how she had made the di s covery that the redcoats were commg up to attack the garrison at Borden town and try to capture the stores . She said that she had not yet to bed at ten o'clock the mg ht. before, and that she had happened to lo o k out toward the city and had seen a large number of lanterns moving a_bout on the wharf. She had become curious at once and frnally went down a;nd got in her boa t and rowed siowly and cautiously across till she was close to the point where the redcoats were at work. She listened and watched and learned from of that ca111e to her that an expedition was gomg up the river to Bord e ntown. Then she had gone back to her home, arriving there about half-past. eleven, and after a talk with her mother had bridled and saddled her horse and star t e d to come up to Botdentown to .. warn the Liberty Boys of their danger. . X: ou done us a great s ervice," said Dick; "for the 11ve1 bends m such a way that w e would not have discovered the approach of the British until they were close at hand doubtless." ' Then he conduct e d Catharine to a nearby house and told the to cook the girl some breakfast. Then Dick hastened out and began making preparations for the reception of the Britis h. The youths were eager for the encounter. 1:'hey had not had a battle 'vith the redcoats for quite a and were glad that they were to have a chance at the British. It did not take long to get things in shape for defense .and then the youths waited patiently for the enemy to appe;r. An hour passed, and then the redcoats came into sight ru:ound the bend in the river. The flotilla consisted of two row-galleys and a number of flat-bottomed boats cap!tble of holding six or eight men. The redcoats headed m to the shore half a mile down the stream and began disembarking. "They are going to attack by land " said Bob "Yes," said Dick. ' The British landed and then advanced toward the heights. was on a piece of ground. Dick mstructed the Liberty Boys to get ready for work. Slowly the redcoats advanced. Up the slope they came slowly, and when they were within range they opened fire. The Libert}' B?ys were not in any hurry to fire; they pre to wait till. they could take good aim and be sure of domg good execution. Dick gave the signal and they took careful aim. Then he gave the command to fire. The youths obeyed. Loudly the volley rang out. It did considerable execution. At least thirty of the redcoats went down, dead and wounded. The gave to yells of anger and dashed 11:1tent on trymg to get over the earthworks and mto the n11ds t of the patriot soldiers. . But the Liberty Boys were ready for them, and fired two p1s tol-volleys in quick s ucces s ion, dropping quite a number. The redcoats retreated to their boats, but did not reembark. They held a council of war, and presently a soldier was s een advancing, bearing a flag of truce. Dick advanced to meet him. The soldie1 said that his commander wished permission to come and remove the dead and wounded, and Dick granted the request. The y buried the d e ad not far from the point where the boat s lay, and the wounded were taken aboard the iow-galleys. D i ck the n g ave the o r de r a nd the Liberty Bo y s began saddling their hors es. â€¢ CHAPTER XI X . DEFEATING THE BRITISH. 'l'hi Liberty Bo ys rode to Trenton and Dick hastened to inform Gen eral Dickin s on , w ho was in command there, of the coming o f the Britis h. P1eparations were at once made for receiving the enemy. When the redcoats land e d and started to make an attack th e y were treated to such a galling fire that they hastily treated to the boast, re-embarked and made their way back dov.m the river. They had got the worst 'of it in. both attempts and were evidently ready to return to Philadelphia. Dick and the Liberty Boys, however, fearing that the redcoats might make another attack on Bordentown, mounted their horses and hastened back to that point . The British did not make a landing on that side .of river, but went across and landed on the Pennsylvama side and burned the home and outbuildings of Colonel Kirkbride, a patriot, and took a lot of his personal property and loaded it onto the boats. The Liberty Boys had seen what the redcoats were. ahout instantly and had sent a messenger up to Trenton to inform General Dickinson. He had boats there, and at once sent a force do w n to attack the redcoats and put a stop to the work the'y were engaged in. There were no boats at Bordentown, or the Liberty Boys would have gone across. As it was, they had to content themselves w\th standing on the hill and watching . The force r:fent by General Dickinson succeeded in the redcoats onto their boats, and they also succeeded m capturing one of the row-galleys on which a lot of the patriot colonel's property had been placed, thus saving it to him. The British rowed as hard as they could and made very fair progress down the stream, the current helping them considerable. Dick now to the house where Catharine Sayles had taken up her quarters. . "$0 you beat the British here and at Trenton also, did you, Mr. Slater?" . "Yes, Miss Sayles; thanks to you, we were enabled to be m readiness for them, and that made it easy for us to repulse them." . Then he asked her when she wished to return to her home. "I must return at once, sir." "The n I will go with you." A s soon as the horses were ready the two mounted and set out. , It was quite a long ride, but they arrived at Catharine s home a little before sundown. Mrs. Sayles had indeed been anxious regarding her daughter and she was deli,,.hted becau s e of the girl's safe r eturn. They insisted that Dick must stay overnight, and he con s ' ented, for his horse was tired. He attended to the horse, giving Major feed and bedding, and then he went to the house. Supper was soon ready, and as they told her mother the story of her adventures while gomg to Eo:rdentown to carry the information the Liberty Bo_ys. . They did not sit up l ate that mght, for Catharme was quite tired, and, too, Dick wished to be up early next morning. He rose with the sun, and after an early breakfast bade the two kind friends good-by, and, mounting his horse, rode away toward the north at a gallop. He arrived at Bordentown before noon and found everything quiet there. After dinner Dick mounted his horse and rode away toward the east. He kept on till he reached the home of N ettie Mitchell. She was at home , and was glad to see Dick. The girl blushed, but looked plea s ed, nevertheless . "I'm not married yet," she said. "No, but you are to be later on, and as I might be leaving this part of the country almost any time I thought I would bring the watch and give it to you so as to make sure of it." He drew a watch from hi s pocket and h e ld it out to Nettie. She took it and looked at it admiringly. â€¢ "My isn't it beautiful!" she excl a imed. "Yes, like its o w ner." "I am ever s o much obliged to you, Mr. Slater, " said Nettie. "You are more than welcome , Mis s N e ttie. I am pleased to do this, for J erry s aved my life, I J,rnow he would not let me make him a present of any kind. Dick s aid h e could not stay long, and , afte r talking with the folks a while, he mounted his hors e and rode back to Bordentown. Ou r story is practically ended. The Liberty Boy s r emaine d at Bordentown some time and then went with the patriot army to the Huds on River region, where they did more good work for :he great cause. N ext week's issue will contain "THE LIBERTY BOYS' BEST ACT; OR, THE CAPTURE OF CARLISLE." SEND POSTAL FOR OUR FREE CATALOGUE

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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 23 -ORTHE LE.GA.CY THAT MADE A MAN OF HIM By CAPTAIN GEORGE W. GRANVILLE (A SERIAL S'TORY.) CHAPTER I. "Suppose your uncle were to change his mind?'' hinted Ulmer. DICK GRANGER, BORN TO RICHES. "He won't; he's too fond of me. D oesn't he le t "Granger, if you would only brace up!" me have everything now that I want? L ook at "What' s the use?" this. " "Eh?" Diving into one of the pockets of his uniform "What's the good, Mr. Ulmer, of bracing up, as trousers-it was a brand-new and very natty un i you term it?" form in which sjxteen-year-old Dick looked very "Why, then you'd amount to something," replied handsome-the boy drew forth a roll of crisp bank the undermaster of the Bordenville Military Instinotes. tute. "Two hundred dollars," he said carelessly . "It Leaning back in his chair, Dick smiled lazily at came from Uncle Nat yesterday." his favorite teacher. "Ah, now you will be able to meet some o f the "I'm _afraid you the of I bills that have ' been annoying you," said Mr. Ulmer amountmg to somethmg m this world of ours, went gravely. "Those three new suits at the tailor's, the on the undermaster earnestly. confectionery bill the liveryman's account the--" "I'm .afraid I "unless it has "Huh!" Dick. "I'm not going' to bother --so.'.llethmg to do , :vith makmg a l1vmg. .A. fellow about those bills. Perhaps at the nd of the week who has an eas y cmch on a smooth two dolI'll gather up the bills, O. K. them, and mail them to lars doesn't h ave to wonde1 whether he's gomg to Uncle Nat. He's certain to settle them . He always eat or not." does." "But. don't you ever feel a desire, to <:Io "Doesn't he ever kick?" more than a fellow can do with two nnl"Oh he grumbles a little on . h'l S I r d '1 ?" ' ce m a w i e. ays 71 ars ,, . . . . spend a lot more money than he used to as a boy . . V.:.hy, no, Dick, sittm.g slowly and openBut that's all that ever happens." mg his eyes, as if he were begmmng to be surprised. " . , . "Two million is going to be enough for a fellow of over what Ive Granger, my tastes." t you? asked Mr. nsmg. .Later on It was Mr. Ulmer's turn to stare aghast. you ll find the of what Ive been. "Two million enough?" he rnpeated. "I should a .fellow ?0esn t to outside of say so . But the way you're drifting, Granger, I'm his money isn t. very highly of m the world afraid you're going to have just a certain amount and makes a mighty sorry at best." of money-and nothing else. Folks will say: I "Oh, I know you mean right, Mr. Ulmer," Dick 'There's a fellow who has tvvo million dollars, and replied, standing at attention now, as the discipline that's the only distinction on earth that he has." of the military school required. "If you'll pardon "Oh, no," fidgeted Dick. "I try to be decent to my saying it, you:re an awful.ly every one and mean to no one, and I guess I've got fellow, and I appreciate all you ve been saymg. a good friends." "And that's all the good it will ever do, I am "Your prospective money has a lot of friends," afraid," sighed the undermaster, as he walked put in Mr. Ulmer drily. briskly down the corridor. "Granger is a gelod and "And I have friends, too, independent of any lovable .b oy and could lead in his lessons if he wanted money that I may be going to have," ietorted Dick, to. But that uncle's money will be his curse all with some show of warmth. "I could show you that through life." i f anything ever . happened that I didn't have the "So I don't amount to anything, do I?" w onde red money . But I guess that will never happen. Uncle Dick, stretching and looking out of the wi ndo w Nat takes too good care of his money to lose any across the parade grourid. "The money that I'm o f it, and I'm his only near relative and heir." going to have one of these days is all that I'll amount

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26 THE LIBERTYBOYS OF '76. THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 NEW YORK, DECEMBER 1, 1916. Twenty-two hoop-skids were found in what was known as the "rubbish room" at the old West House: Sandusky, Ohio, cleaned out under an order issued by City Manage r Ward. They were on a ,...--------------------.. s helf near the ceiling, where, apparently, they had lain for fully half a century. The West House, TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS Sing-le Copies . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . â€¢ . . â€¢ . . . . . â€¢ â€¢ . â€¢ .05 Cents One Co,py Three :llonths . ....................... , .65 Cent. One Copy Six Months . . . . . â€¢ . . â€¢ . . . . â€¢ . . â€¢ . . . . . . . â€¢ . â€¢ 1.25 One Copy One Year . . . . .. .. . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . â€¢ â€¢ . â€¢ â€¢ . 2.50 POSTAGE FREE UOW TO SEND ;\lQNEY -At our r is k seud P. 0. M ouey Order. Che c k or ltegister e d L etter: remittances In any othe r way are ut your risk. W e a cce p t P ostage Stamps the same a s cash. " 'hen sil"le r wrap tbe C oin i n a separat e p i e ce of paper to nvo icl cutting the e11ve lope. ' Vrite your name and address plainly. Address le t t e r s to Unrry E. wour, Pres. }FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher N. HastingB \\'oUI', Treas. Charles E. Nylander, Sec. 168 West 23d St., N . Y, Good Current News Articles After a lapse of fifty-two years, Franz Nidler, of Portland, Ore., arrived in Spokane, Wash., to find the spot from which he was chased by. hostile Indians on the former visit now occupied by a thriving, modern city of 120,000 people. Mr. Nidler, who is eighty-one years old, came to visit his daughters and to register for the Colville land drawing . Edward J. Fogarty, warden of the State Prison at Michigan City, Ind., is tired of seeing "his boys" cooped up within walls working in a binder twine plant. or breaking stone . The State has no money to buy a prison farm, but Fogarty is leasing 2,500 acres of land near Michigan City for farming pur poses. He proposes to make it a model farm, with experts directing the work of the convicts. A little auto and a hatchen sealed the doom of a timber wolf on a Douglas County road, six miles from Superiar, Wis., a few nights ago. Charles C. Wright, of Amnicon Lake, was driving home when he saw a wolf several hundred feet ahead. He speeded up his car, hit the wolf with the front axle, and finally dispatched the animal with a hatchet. He got $20 bounty, which he says he will spend for "gas." opened in 1856, was a popular hostelry until it was closed nearly two years ago. It was the scene of much gayety, especially during the Civil War, when ii was used as headquarters by Federal officers in charge of the Confederate prison on Johnson's Island, Sandusky Bay. In the room with the skirts were found hundreds of old shoes, scores of wine c ases fille d with bottles, which, from the labels they bore, had b e en emptied fifty years ago; carpet bags, more modern valises and still more modern grips; quaint old bonnets, men's hat and many other things. Grins and Chuckles Wandering over S a lisburg Plain, a correspondent came across a large stone inscribed : "Turn me over." After much difficulty he succeeded in turning it over, and found on the under side of the stone the w ords : "Now turn me back aga in, so that I can catch some other idiot." "Could I s e e your husband, ma'am?" asked the tramp at the door. " What do you want to see him for?" d emanded Mrs. I{ en peck. "I am the head of the hohse." "Oh, me, I didn't know," replie d the tramp, courteously. "In that case, could spare me a pair of your trousers, ma'am?" The judge to whom a Chicago woman had applie d for a divorce look e d sternly at the applicant and address e d her thus: "You say you want a divorce because your married life is one long series of fights? You don't look it." "No, your honor," said the applicant, "but you ou ght to see my husband. " Little Helen had been e s p e cially inquisitive one evening, and her father, who had p atiently answered her questions, was becoming exasperated. Finally &he said: "Papa, what do you do at the office all day?" Papa's patience gave way and he replied : "Oh, nothing!" H e l e n pondered over this answer I : for a moment and returned to the charge with: A six weeks'-old lamb, with six legs, is the pet "But how do you know when you are done?" recently brought to Ogden, Utah, by Frank Smythe, secretary of the Intermountain Land and Live Stock A man who work e d in the packing department of Company, from the conce1 'n's headquarters in Boxa large store recently tendered his resignation and elder County . The freak animal owned by Mr. I accompani e d it with the announcement that he was Smythe is said to be as frisky as any normal lamb going into business for him s elf with another man. and promises to develop into a healthy sheep . The "He and I," he explained, "will make a success of extra pair of legs are attached to the ribs just beit. I will furnish the exp e rience and he will supply hind the shoulder blades. The limbs are somewhat the capital." "How long do you expect that plan to crooked, the toes pointing in a variety of directions, succeed?" asked the foreman. "Oh, about five but the extra not interfere with normal useJ years," .was the reply. "By that time I have of the regular fore hmbs. the capital ahd the other fellow the experience." PAGE 28 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 27 THE ROBBER OF DEVIL'S POOL. By Alexander Armstrong. Imagine a great mass of brown curls, tucked into a net-a pair of roguish brown eyes-one dainty slipper, and one torn shoe-a dress tucked up jaunt ily over a gay balmoral, and an exquisitely dimpled arm and hanq ;flourishing a gay feather duster among biocatelle sofas and c l01.irs. Imagine all this, and you will have a portrait of Gipsy. The morning sun crept stealthily in at the win dow and played joyously upon the velvet carpet, while a tall, light-haired exquisite, in a duck suit and panama, crept with equal stealth in at the door, and stood complacently viewing the scene through his eyeglass. "'Pon honor, Gipsy, you are as sweet as a May morning in that rig. Ha-ha! I'm glad I've caught you." "Caught me, indeed!" and the duster handle came down with a thump on the floor. "Do you suppose I care how you catch me? Come, no nonsense, you immaculate piece of perfection. You are nonpareil. 'Tis enough for both. Just step over that pile of dust-'Come o'er the sea, Charley, sweet Charley, dear Charley,'" she said gaily, "and I've something to tell you when you get safely on this side of the dirt pile. There, your clothes are safe once more, and you are happy. Not an atom of dust on your distracting tie. Now to business. I want you to go down to Devil's Pool with me this afternoon, and help to gafaer some of the lovely red berries that grow there, to put in Effie's hair, for the party to night." "Can't go, 'pon my word. Impossible." "Ah, you don't want to go. Then I'll break my engagement. Won't have anything to do with you. It's hard enough to undertake to remodel such a dandy under any circumstances, and to make you into something practical and useful, without any opposition on your part. And, so saying, the brown witch on the sofa -be": side him, fl.ashed a half-comical, half-fierce glance into the cerulean eyes above her. "You'll hurt yourself, Gip, if you go on at this rate. It's bad enough for the health to get into a rage. Listen to reason. I've got to go to Piermont to-night at six o'clock, without fail, to meet a gentleman on important business; otherwise, . nothing would prevent me from going. My little girl knows it. Give me a kiss and make up." "Won't give you a kiss, no time, never, you com placent-" "But you shall, you monkey, you elf, you--" and the sentence finished in a peal of laughter and a love skirmish. "I'll be revenged,'' cried the rosy-lipped creature of sweet sixteen, as she sank breathless and nettled in the corner of the sofa, her tumbled curls flying and her eyes twinkling behind her lover's glasses, which he had perched on the conquered beauty's nose. "I'll go alone to Devil's Pool. I'll take my pistol and ride Meg; and if I meet Daredevil, so much the better-I'll have seen him, then. '.I'll have a nice little talk with him-perhaps he'll cut you out, no telling-and if he sees me home, I'll ask him to call again. Glorious prospect! to have a robber chieftain lover. My dear, little, golden-haired, pat ent-leathered adorer isn't jealous, I hope," noticing a rising flush in his cheeks. "Not a jealous, Gip. Go and make his acquaint ance, and if you like him better than me-well, if you willfully endanger your life by going alone to Devil's Pool, don't blame me when you find youl'Self dead, that's all," and flinging her hand from him, he sprang through the low French window and was gone before she could collect her senses sufficiently to call after him. "Good-by to you, Miss Gipsy, honey; have a care to de high-spirited hoss, and keep de tight rein on her. I brin' to my reccommend de time dat she ran wid de old commodo'e, and frew him. So hav de care, baby." "Never fear for me, Uncle Joe; I have a constiti tion like the Unite!f States, and can map.age Me or any other animal of her size." The nut-brown maiden threw one radiant glance back to the faithful old servant, who held open the carriage gate, and touching up her spirited animal, disappeared around the bend in the wooded road. It was late in the afternoon of the same day on which the above scene took place-a faultless summer day-just clouds enough to cover the distant hills with great purple shadows, that continually chased each other over the tops and down the sides, clearing for an instant to bathe the woods in a flood of yellow sunshine, that trickled through the elms and lindens, the pines and the maples, fresh flushed with the thought of fall, and lay its golden fingers in the moss beneath, when over the sun the idle clouds would lazily fl.oat again and shroud the land scape in a mellow gloom. "Oh, Meg!" exclaimed the little rider, as she drew rein to watch the changing hues of the woods across the river, "can't we have an adventure?" Meg pricked up her ears, but whether at the idea or at the sound of a frog at the roadside, that gave an explosive grunt as though awakening from a bad dream and turning suddenly in its miry bed, cannot be definitely determined. "Gus is angry, that's certain," mused Gipsy. "He's jealous. Terrible thing to have a jealous hus band. I must cure him. Bah! jealous of Daredevil. a notorious robber and highwayman. That is really rich. Too rich to keep on such a warm day. Ye;; I will go to Devil's Pool. I have my pistol, andpshaw ! there's no danger of meeting anyone there. Get up, Meg; on with you! I must show Gus my berries in the morning." An hour's ride brought Gipsy to a path in the for- PAGE 29 28 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. est, across which the afternoon sun threw lon.g bars of golden light. Following this familiar trail, which grew darker and narrbwer as she cautious ly ad vanced, and often obliged her to bow her head t.o the level with her horse to escape the dense foliage, she at last came to an opening-a charming little dell, in which lay a black, sluggish pool, edged with bushes, heavily laden with beautiful scarlet berries. Gipsy's eyes sparkled at the sight and she thought of her triumph on the morrow. She glanced cautiously around ere she slid from her horse 's back, and felt instinctively for her pistol. She turned up the skirt of her habit, and loaded it with the tempting berries. 'She could not satisfy herself with a few. Then she made them into a huge bouquet, and fastened them on to Meg's back, behind the saddle. No sound broke the stillness but the chirping of the crickets. She grew bolder. "'What a charming spot," she murmured. "How silly to take the word of ignorant negroes that Dare devil has made it his rendezvous. Probably the poor fellow is hundreds of miles away. Why, this is a natural circus ground," continued she, rapturously. Then tucking her riding skirt up over her gay balmoral, and pushing her hat on to the extreme 1back of her head, she jumped 'on Meg's back, and stood upright, exclaiming: "Up, Meg! we must have at least one turn here, before we go." Meg pricked up her ears and broke into a dancing, prancing hop-step. At a word Meg broke into a graceful lope, going around and around the pool in a circle, and then stood up on her hind legs. It was her daily practice. Gipsy stood firm, her cheeks flushed crims on and lier eyes scintillating fire, when a loud laugh rang out on the still air, and a man's voice cried: "Bravo! Lady, do that again, and I'll give you a purse of gold." Gipsy's blood left her cheeks, and Meg came do w n with a bound. There sat a black-bearded man dressed in a great cloak, on a protruding rock above her head. ''Just try it over, will you? and I show you some new tricks. Here's the purse," he continued, holding aloft a tiny scarlet bag. Gipsy felt that her face was pallid, and she trem bled in her saddle; but with a mighty effort she com manded her voice, and answered boldly: "Keep your purse , sir. Who are you?" â€¢ "One who is accustomed to being obeyed,'" replied the deep voice. "Continue your performance." "Who do you take me for-a circus rider? I am my own mistress . I never ride for money or for strangers." "Ah, well; we can soon be acquainted, then. I'm Daredevil, and you--" "Miss Gipsy Wood, of Cedarville,'' replied she, without flinching. "You're a charming girl, I see; and I'm most happy to have met you. Now, will you repeat that equestrian performance?" "I will ride twice around the ring, sir," she replied, '-'and then I go. It's getting rate." "Oh! never fear the hour. I will see you :::afely home," and the slim figure arose, swung himself from the rock down into the glen, and breaking off a switch from a tree, stripped off the leaves, and placed himself in the center, ready to touch up Meg when she came around. "None of that, sir. Meg goes by my vc:ce. Throw away your whip." "You are an imperious little beauty. I really be gin to adore yot1. Now, allow me to show you some new tricks.'' "Not a trick, sir. It's late, and I'm going." "Not so fast, my lady. You shall wait my pleas ure," cried he, springing forward, with uplifted hand, to catch Meg's bridle. Gipsy's cheeks flushed with indignation, and she looked a modern Camilla as she stood upright on her horse. "Touch that bridle, sir, and you shall smell gun powder," cried she, pointing her pistol at his head. For an instant the man looked baffled; then sud denly brightening up, he motioned to someone be hind her, and cried: "This way. Seize he r horse." Gipsy turned in affright. It was a ruse. No one was there; but in that instant the robber caught her in his arms, drew her pistol from her hand, and seated her, half fainting, on the turf be side him. "Gipsy,'' murmured a strangely familiar voice in her ear, and a great black wig and beard rolled from the robber's head to the ground, "can you forgive me?" Gus' golden curls and cerulean eyes, robbers' wigs and black heards, were instantly floating in confu sion through Gipsy's head. She looked up at the robber, and there sat Gus in stead. The truth flashed on her. Bewildered and weak with fright, now ' that the danger was passed, she sank pale and trembling within that horrid robber cloak, upon a familiar duck vest. "Forgive me, Gip; I didn't mean to carry the joke so far. I grew so confounded nervous over your coming here alone that I sent my brother Dick to Piermont in my place, and followed on after you, dressed like Daredevil, to see what you would say when you saw him; and 2Jso to protect you from anyone else. When I saw you so brave I couldn't helr,1 carrying the joke too far. I'm a wretch; for give me." "You're no Slfch thing. There! I won't hear suc h stuff." And an arm stole softly around his neck, and a pair of pale lip s grew rosy as they darted l;c::cath his mustache." 1 PAGE 30 THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76. 29 FROM HAS$50,000, CHOPS WOOD. Herman . Isfriding, of Burlington, Wis,, is chop ping wood for Police Chief Baker at $2 a day. The chief is glad to have the work done, because he has just put in a cement floor, and couldn't find any one to chop the old one into firewood till he hit on Is friding. Herman says he is only too glad to work ten hours a day at the job, although he is reputed worth$50,000 and hasn't been doing must hard labor of late years. Mrs. Isfriding had him brought to court a few days ago and sentenced to ninety days in jail on a eharge of abusing her while drunk. Isfriding was taken in charge by the. sheriff and has been serv ing his time. When he overheard the Police Chief asking the Sheriff for a prisoner to do the work, he jumped at the chance. Isfriding has one of the best stock farms near Burlington, 117 acres, a two-acre homestead in the city, an !:i.utomobile, and money in the bank. NAMES FOR BATTLESHIPS. MAKING MATCHES. The first Lucifer or friction matches date back to 1829. They were made and dipped by hand, and sold for a little over two dollars per hundred. To-day the same quantity may be bought for a couple of cents, or even less. This cheapness is due to the fact that all matches are made, and most of them are dipped by machinery. In making matches by one process, a cylinder of pine wood the length of seven matches, which has been soaked in water to make it tough, is placed in a sort of lathe a.nd as it revolves . the circumference comes in contact with a sharp blade which cuts off a shaving the thickness of a match. As this shaving comes away from the log it is cut into seven strips, each as wide as a match is long. These rib1-ons are cut into lengths of about eight feet, and one hundred and twenty or so are piled on top of each other and fed into a cutting machine, which cuts as many splints at each stroke as th.ere are ribbons in the pile. Rapid as this process of making splints is, it has been displaced in America by another method in which very little hand work is required. In this One of the ways nationalities have of displaying case the raw material is received at the factory in their peculiarities is in the naming of their battlethe shape of a two-inch white pine plank. This is ships. The United States, systematic and businesssawed into blocks the length of the match. iike, goes to work and uses up all the names of its The blocks are then fastened by means of clamps States to paint on the sides of its gre. yhounds of to the bed of a machine and cutters groove out a set the sea. of splints from the surface. The cutters do not turn Great Britain, self-appointed mistress of the the entire surface into splints at one impact, but cut waves, does not propose to have that majesty chalthem out one-fourth of an inch apart. The ridges lenged. . So goes ahead and defies the with left between the places from which the first set of such names as Revenge, splints was cut, are then worked up, and so on until Inflexible, Invincible, Implacable, Indefatigable, Vic. the whole block is consumed. torious, Glory, Vengeance, Valient, Conqueror, MonAs soon as the splints are separated from the arch, Thunderer, Colossus, Hercules, Jupiter, Mars, block they are seized in iron clamp . plates, which Cresar, Hannibal, Lion, Tiger and so on. form an endless chain. The endless chain carries Germans adhere quite decently to names of the splints across a steam-heated drum, which -places in the Fatherland, of course. ' warms them nearly to the temperature of the par-France, full of love of freedom and the things affin, into which they are next dipped. which make for human happiness, finds her most From the paraffin bath the splints move on con characteristic warship names in words which, tinuously to the rollers that carry the "heading translated, would be Truth, Justice, mixture"-phosphorus, chlorate of potash; etc.Republic. . and, as the matches are carried past the rollers each Italy, adorer of her great men in statesmanship, one receives a red or blue head, as the case may be. war, science and the arts, names war . boats after From the rollers they continue on through a room Columbus, Julius Cresar, Adrea Doria, Conte di Caswept by a blast of cold, dry air. vour, Leonardo da Vinci and Dante Alighieri. The matches move on until, just before they reach To be convinced that these customs of christening the starting point again, an automatic punch thrusts are peculiarly national, one needs only to shuffle the matches out and places them side by side in a some of these names, remarks the St. Paul Pioneerbox, put in the right place at the right time by anPress. Imagine us in America standing for a batother endless belt. tleship named Indefatigable. Or imagine the name It is estimated that the nations of the civilized of "Sweetest emblazoned on the prow world use, in round numbers, three million matches of England's glowering fortresses of the sea. a m!nute.

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