The Weekly register., 1843-09-30
MISCELLANEOUS.
An incident of the Revolution.

In the summer Of 1879. during one
of the darkest periods CT cur revolu-
tionary struggle, in the then Small viii
lage Of S., (though it now bears a
pore dignifed title,) in this State, lived
Judge V, one of the finest and truest pa
triots within the limits ofthe cold Thr-
teen," and deep in the confidence of
Washington. Like most men Of his
time and substance, he hal furnished
himself with arms and ammupition suf
iicient for the males Of his household
They consisted of himself, three sons,
and about twenty-five negroes. The
female part, of his wife and daughter
CathQrine, about eighteen years of age,
the heroine Of our tale, and several
slaves. In the second story of his dwell
ling house, Immediately over the front
door, was small room called the "arm-
ory," in which the arms were deposited,
and always kept ready fer immediate
use. About the time at which we intro
duce our story, The neighborhood was
much annoyed BY the nocturnal Prov
lings and depredations of numerous To
RIGS.
twas on calm bright Sabbath ar-
ternoon ofthe said summer, when Judge
Y. and his family, with he exception of
his daughter Catharinc, and an old in
disposed slave, were attending service
in a village church. Nota breath dis
turbed the serenity of the atmosphere
no sound prolaned the sacredncss of
the day; the times were dangerous, and
Catharine had locked herself and the
old slave in the house, until the return
of the family from church. A rap was
heard at the front door. "Surely," said
Catharine TO the slave, "lhe family have
not come; church cannot be dismissed.''
The rap was repeated. Il will see what
it Isl" said Catharine, as she ran up the
stairs into the armory. On opening the
window end looking down, she saw six
men standing ct the front door, and on
the opposite side of the stree, three Of
them TorIes, VINO formerly Ies,uvu
that village; their names were Van
Zandt, Finley and Sheldon; the other
three were strangers, but she had rea-
son to believe them of the same political
stamp from the company in which she
found them. ..t
Van Zandt was a notorious character,
and the number and enorm:ty CT his
crimes had rendered his name infamous
in that vicinity. Not murder or rob
berry was committed within miles Of s.,
that he did not get credit for either plan :
ming or executing. The characters of
Finley and Sheldon were also deeply
stained with crime, but Van Zapdt was
a master spirit in iniquity. The APP
pearance of such circumstances must
have been truly alarming to a young
lady Of Catharine's age, if not to any Ia
dy, young or cid. But Catharine V.
| possessed her fathers spirit--the spirit
Of the times. Van Zandt was standing
on the step rapping at the door, while
bis companions were talking in whls-
per on the sidewalk on the opposite side
oF the street.
SIS Judge V. at home?" asked Van
Zandt, when he saw Catharine at the
window above.
ale is not" said she.
''We have business Of pressing inn
portance- with him, and if you will open
the door," said Van Zandt, "we will
walk in and remain until he returns"
"No," said Cathariue, "when he went
to church he left particular directions
not TO have the doors opened until he
and the family returned. You had bet
ter call when the church is dismissed"
"No," retorted the villain, "we will
enter now or never"
impossible" cried she, ''you cannot
enter until he returns?
"Open the door, SAID he, cor we'll
break it down and burn you and the
house up together" So saying he threw
himself with all The force he possessed a
gainstthe door, at the same time calling
nnnn his comnanions 10 assist him. The