The Somerset herald and farmers' and mechanics' register. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 183?-1852, 1846-03-03

twlg this toast: Success to the Vineyards
and bad nights rest TO the red coats!''
The toast was duly honored, and every
fellow took down his canteen and re-
placed it in his pocket.
Now this is nv first order: no word
is to be spoken louder than whisper, be-
tween this and the other shore. The
success you have just drank to, depends
on silence"
save, ave-" muttered all hands.
! The oars were muf1led to prevent a
splash in the water. and onward the boats
went silently. Their heads were pointed
directly towards the tavern where the ball
had been, and each fellow unused on the
scenes which would transpire on their ar
rival.
I "I'll be shot if | car keep still, Joe, !"
said youth by the name of Sam Dareall
10 his next neighbor. in whisper. 81
can't help thinking that chiefest of witch
es, Sally Renham, is at that party
"WeIl, what harm if she s!''
! 'sNone, that know of. ;" returned Sam,
''only don't like the thought of that fair
hand being touched BY an arm that wears
a red coat
''The girl, Sam, is fair one, and she
is as true as she is fair. Her heart never
harbored love for tory. You see, it
runs in all female flesh 10 like to win a
heart, if it be but to see with what kind
of grace It's owner will yield it up
"Truer words were never spoken, Joe;
but why the devil girl, when she's got
one heart safe, can't be satisfied with ii, is
something that don't understand"
81 guess there's more than that in fe-
male human nature that you don't under
stand, Sam. Woman has great many
kinks that are perfect mysteries to me.
But as to being uneasy about Miss Rem
hams hand, it is sheer nonsense. Her
eve can blink as kindly Oil his maiesty's
epauletts, but it dwells, Sam, on the plain
rigging of lad that we both know pretty
WELL"
"Who's thatr'
"Whv yourself, Sam. Heavens what
blind fools love makes of you fellows
All you have got to do is TO capture the
biggest officer in the gang tonight. and
that act, tell you, won fail to take captive
the fancy Of the lady. She's fond of do
ing like things herself"
"Give us your hand, Joe, and I'll prom
ise You that if the taking of the proudest
officer at Daggett's tonight, will please
Sally, she shall be pleased. | swear the
prisoner sholl be mine.''
Luck to you, SAM" and thus their
colloquy ended.
1t was full two o'clock as our party
hauled their keels on the strand. A few
whispers passed around, and then they
mounted the bank, and struck directly for
Old Daggett's. As they drew nigh they
separated, and in minute complete line
was drawn around the house TO prevent
escape, if any should be attempted.
A party of the force returned TO the
house, and soon presented themselves at
the door of the room in which their des-
tined victims lay, dreaming of anything
rather than a capture. The door turned
on its hinges, and the loud voice of the
leader of the invaders commanded the
sleepers to surrender. The room was
soon scene Of confusion. The Britons
were at first disposed TO make resistance,
but seeing no way to escape, and know
/ ing their good treatment depended on
their submissiveness, they surrendered
with as much grace as was desirable
Out of their beds they were forced, then
as sleepy looking fellows as one would
wish to see. One of them, corpulent,
red-faced, and larger than his comp mpanions,
grumbled as he rose, but hand was pla-
ced on his shoulder, with an order to be
as still and brisk as possible, and he sub
mitted.
''I've got him Joe," said our lover Sam,
to his friend, who was assisting reluc-
tant leg to force itself through pair of
inexpressibles.
"Well, hang on TO him."
AYE, that will, like death to grim
beggar. Then, turning to his prisoner,
he added. '.Come my dear sir, | don't
want you to be officious, but let me as
sist you in adjusting your wardrobe
While you are garlering that stocking,
I'll garter your neck with this cravat.'
''Fake that, d-d you, for your I'M
pudence," said the officer, at the same
time levelling blow with his clenched
fist, which Sam parried.
'.Tenderly, tenderly, my dear fellow"
said Sam; but if you want the use of your
peppers by the time daylight comes, you
win be sparing with your fists.
"Who and what are you!" asked the
officer, looking grumbly up in Sans
face.
"My name is Sam Dareall, at your SER
vice, which, being interpreted, means
Sam Daredevil; will promise you a
touch ofmy nature and friendship, too,
before we separate"