Baton-Rouge gazette. [volume] (Baton-Rouge, La.) 1819-1856, 1846-05-30
EDITm REM
A TALE or THE REVOLUTION.

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About n quarter Of a mile from C6Ily bark
Point, on a beautiful littlo knoll, stood ii the
tttbo Of tho Revolution, a neat and pretty (for
tbcse days 1t was very pretty American farm
house, which was inhabited by an old native
whom we Hiall call Adam Warren, his "bst.
ter moity, and Two lovely daughters, tust bud
ding into womanhood. From the piazza oflhe
house the view of the surrounding eoHntfy wa
beautiful Tho majestic lIudsaB, a short dis.
lance from the doorway, the Highlands, and
the tall trees with their rich foliage made il a
scene almost enchanting, The quiet and peace
Of the good old farmers wefo not disturbed ID
those DAYS by the noise Of steamboat and other
river craft a holy calm pervaded all around,
and nature seemed fairly intoxicated with her
own loYeliness.
Close nv the kitchen door of The farm house
was a well, which was said TO be over Il hun.
dted feet deep, at the bottom of which old Ros-
sips shreWdly hinted that "lots Of ehid' was
buried to prevent lie getting info the hands Of
the British aud Hessians. Adam Warron's
house was two stories high, very large ard
cat1nodious, with plenty 6f room for his fami.
~, and more to spare, for ~''Cempany.' In
those days painters and Carpen er8 were moi
so plenty as they are now, you probably know,
gentle reader, and therefore Adam Warren
was prevented. from having the extorDaI APP
pearance of bis house looking just a. he wan.
ted ft-fof he was a man Of very great taste,
and rather upper ten thousandish in his
views.
1t was The closer of The last day of The sum.
mer of 1883, that our story commences. II
had been a lovely day, and the departing rays
Of the sun shod a rich lustre on the surround
ing scenery, which made it more picturesque
aud beauttfal than ever. Adam had just
finished his supper, when the news arrived
that an intimate friend Of his bad fallen from
a tree, broken both bis legs, and was not ex-
peeted to survive. 1t was a distance Of over
ten miles, and although Adam had been hard
to work all day in the field, he resolved 10 set
off Immediately. After seeing that every
thing was safe and secure in the house, for A.
dam Warren was a man pretty well to do in
the world, he had Black Bess' saddled for
the ride. TTe had frequently gone away and
left his family alone before, although these
were dangerous times to do so, and as they
had never been molested, he felt no fear this
time, as they seemed perfectly willing to stay
alone, and exerted themselves considerably
to get him off.
Mind, Martha keep the house well fastenE
cd said Adam to his wife, as he mounted his
horses i have the rifles we'll loaded in the
garrett, and you will find plenty Of powder and
shot in the iron chest if you want it. | will
be back by ten to-morrow-Good-by Z and az
he said this, he dashed his squire into his
horses sides, and was soon out of the lane in
the road. His wife and daughter watched
him from the piazza until he was out of sight,
and the mise Of bis horses hoofs bad died way.
The Hessians will have 10 be pretty cute to
get our new hats this time, won't they Eliza!'
said Mrs. Warren to her eldest daughter as
they were seated around the sewing table in
the evening.
Indeed they win was the brief reply,
How il that?' asked Edith, the youngest,
who was very busily engaged al sewing soIne
thing similar to patchwork
Why mother has buried them = said Eliza.
Buried them ? that's quite q joke, Ia ba
you don't mean it?' asked Edith, laughing un-
tilthe tears startled in her beautiful blue eyes.
i domean it, and what's more, ! mean that
no one viii know where they are but oursel-
yes replied Eliza,
Think myself it's a famous idea said Mrs
Warren-Peaple bury money Why cannoI
We bury our hats
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The name Is now changed 70 Cfoton.