American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1846-04-24
From the N. Y. Illustrated Magazine
EDITH WARREN;
A TALE OF THE REVOLUTION.

TALE VI THE kEfOLUIlUN'
bout a quarter of mile from Collybark*
t, on beautiful little knoll, stood in the
of the Revolution, a neat and pretty (for
days it was very pretty American farm
be, which was inhabited by an ole native
m we shall call Adam Warren, his "better
y, - and two lovely daughters, just budding
womanhood. From the piazza ofthe house
view of the surrounding country was beau
The majestic Hudson, short distance
the doorway, the Highlands, and the tall
IS with their rich foliage made it scene al
t enchanting. The quiet and peace of the
4 ] old farmers were not disturbed in those
by the noise of steamboats, and other river
ID; a holy calm pervaded all around, and
are seemed fairly intoxicated with her own
8 eliness.
lose by the kitchen door of the farmhouse
81 a we'll, which was said to be over hun
feet deep, at the bottom of which old gos-
shrewedly limited that "lots of gold" was
ed to prevent its getting into the hands of
u British and Hessans Adam Warrens
Sc was two stories high, very large and
lmodious, with plenty of room for his fami-
md more to spare "for company" In those
IS painters and carpenters were not so plen-
Is they are now, you probably know, gentle
Ter, and therefore Adam Warren was pre-
ted from having the external appearance of
house looking just as he wanted it-for he
man of very great taste, and rather up
. ten thousandsh in his views.
t was the close of the last day of the sum-
of 1888, that our story commences. 1t had
n lovely day, and the departing rays of
sun shed a rich lustre on the surrounding
merry, which made it more picturesque and
.utiful than ever. Adam had Just finished
supper, when the news arrived that an in
a ate friend of his had fallen from a tree, bro
both his legs, and was not expected to sur
G. 1t was a distance of over ten miles, and
5 hough Adam had been hard to work all day
the field, he resolved to set off Immediately.
ter seeing that everything was safe and Sc
Re in the house, for Adam Warren was man
etty well to do in the world, he had "Black
$50 saddled for the ride. He had frequent
gone away and left his family alone before,
1ough those were dangerous times to do so,
as they had never been molested, he felt
fear this time, as they seemed perfectly will
to stay alone, and exerted themselves con-
erably to get him off.
'Mind Martha, keep the house well tasten-
- said Adam to his wife, as he mounted his
rse, 81 have the rifles we'll loaded in the gar
and you will find plenty of powder and
BIT in the iron chest if you want it, will be
ok by ten to morrow-Good by" and as ne
i'd this, he dashed his spurs into his horse S
les, and was soon out ofthe lane in the road.
lis wife and daughter watched him from the
hzza until he was out of sight, and the noise
his horses hoofs had died away.
"The Hessians will have to be pretty cute to
Et our new hats this time, wont they Eliza!''
id Mrs. Warren to her eldest daughter as
ey were seated around the sewing table in the
Fening.
"Indeed they will, was the brief reply.
"How is that?" asked Edith, the youngest
no was very busly engaged at sewing some.
ing similar TO patchwork.
"Why mother has buried them" said Eliza.
"Buried them2 that's quite joke, ha! ha!
bu don't mean it?'' asked Edith, laughing
htil tears startled in her beautiful blue eyes.
~ do mean it, and what's more, mean that
B one will know where they are but our
Ives" replied Eliza. ..
II think myself it's famous idea," said
RS. Warren-"People bury money; why can
BIT we bury our hats!''
clark" exclaimed Eliza, suddenly starting
p, 81 thought heard a voice under the win
Immediately all were silent as death. Edith
Popped her work, and Mrs. Warren followed
or example. They were still as possible
# at least ten minutes, but not sound was
ldible. ooh, pshaw! she's trying to brighten
"Or else it's the wind she heard" said
IRIS. Warren, looking eptitiously over hel
bees.
81 am positive it was human voice!" sale
Eliza.
ooh nonsense! you are getting nervous"
eplied Mrs. Warren, resuming her work.
"Well, might have been mistaken, but il
bundled very much ike the voice ola man.
Hist! did you hear that-the report of ri
Ell" said Edith.
"And now another voice under the win
low, said Eliza.
"You are right this time" said Mrs. War
en-, 81 heard voice and footstep, too"
"Hark! bark don't Whisper"
"Hhey are walking on the piazza, do be
Iieve."
Hist! hist! it's the company of foraging Hes
&ians," said Mrs Warren in q low voice. "Ih'
1oors and windows are we'll barred and boltet
Down stairs, girls, and let's look after the rifle
in the garrett"
In moment the mother and her two chill
dren had assembled the stairs, and were in tn
'garret, or as it was termed by Adam, the ecu
Room"
"Four rifles we'll loaded, and plenty ofamu
hilton, girls, so we can give them as good a
they send," said Mrs. Warren, closing tn
room door.
"That we CAM exclaimed the girls; ant
each one took rifle from the corner.
clark hear that! they are trying to fore
the door," whispered Edith