Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1847-10-09
Vol. 9.
EDITH WARREN.
A TALE OF THE REVOLUTION.

fOlnt OIL d DedutiIuI IltIC huOll, StOOu III
the time of the revolution, neat and pref.
", (for those days il was very pretty
American farmhouse, which was inhab.
tied by an old native whom we shall call
Adam Warren, his better moity," and two
lovely daughters, Just budding into wo-
manhood. From the piazza of the house
the view of surrounding country was
beautiful. The majestic Hudson. short
distance from the doorway, the Highlands
and the tall trees with their rich foliage
made a scene almost enchanting. The
quiet and peace of the good old farmers
were not disturbed in those days. by the
noise of steamboats, and other river crafts;
a holy calm pervaded all around. and ma.
ture seemed fairly intoxicated with her
own loveliness.
Close by the kitchen door OF the farm
house, was a well, which was said 10 be
over hundred feet deep. at the bottom of
which old gossips shrewdly limited slots Of
gold YVES buried to prevent its getting
into the hands of the British and Hessans.
Adam Warren's house was two stories
high, very large and commodious. with
plenty of room for his family, and more
TO spare for company" In those days
painters and carpenters were not SO plenty
as they are now. you probably know gen.
tie reader, and therefore Add Warren was
prevented from having the external ap.
pearance of his house looking just as he
wanted it-for he was a man Of good taste,
and rather upper ten thousandish in his
views. 1t was at the close of The last day
of summer of 1888, that our story COM
mences. I, had been lovely day, and
the departing rays of the sun shed rich
lustre on the surrounding scenery which
made it more picturesque and beautiful
than ever. Adam had just finished his
supper, when the news arrived that an
intimate friend of his had fallen from
tree, broken both his legs, and was not
expected TO survive. 1t was distance
of over ten miles. and although Adam had
been hard 10 work all day in the field, he
resolved to set off Immediately. After
seeing that every thing was safe and secure
in the nonse for Adam Warren was man
pretty we'll to do in the world, he had
Black Bess' saddled for the ride. He had
frequently gone away and left his family
alone before, although those were danger.
Gus times TO do so. and as they had never
been moles,ed he felt no fear this time, as
they seemed perfectly wiling TO stay alone,
and exerted themselves considerably to
get him Oft.
Mind, Martha, keep the house well fast.
ened,' said Adam to his wife. as he mount
ed his horse. Il have the rifles well loaded
in the garnet. and you will find plenty of
powder and shot in the iron chest if you
want it. l will be back by ten tomorrow,
good bye, and as he said this, he dashed
bis spurs into his horses side and was soon
out of the lane in the road. His wife and
daughters watched him from the piazza
until he was out of sight, and the noise of
his horses hoofs had died away.
The Hessians will have to. be pretty
cute to ge, our new hats this time; won't
they, EIiza!" said Mrs. Warren to her
eldest daughter, as they were seated around
the sewing table in the evening.
"Indeed they will" was The reply.
slow is that" asked Edith, the young
est, who was very busly engaged in sew.
ing something similar to patchwork.
why, mother has buried them!" said
Eliza.
Buried them? that's quite a joke, ha!
ha! ha! you don't mean III" asked Edith,
laughing until the tears started in her beau.
tiful blue eyes.
81 do mean il, and what's more, Imean
that no one will know where they are but
ourselves" replied Eliza.
Il think myself IFS a famous idea" said
Mrs. Warren-"people bury money; why
cannot we bury our ha,s!"
"Hark~ exclaimed Eliza. suddenly start
Ing up. ii thought heard noise under
the window"
Immediately all were silent as death
Edith dropped her work. and Mrs. War
rem followed her example. They were still
as possible for at least ten minutes. bul
not a sound was audible. "Oh, pshaw
she's trying to frighten u.s." exclaimed
Edith, tired with listening.
"Or else It's the wind she heard sale
4 Mrs. Warren, looking superstitiously ove
: her speclaces.
. 81 am positive it was human voice !!
said Eliza.
"Oh nonsense, you are getting nervous,
, replied Mrs Warren. resuming her work
e "Well. might have been mistaken, bu
It i. sounded very much' indeed like tn
voice of man."
Hist! did you heart that-the report o
;, rifle" said Edith.
IS And now another voice under the win
n dow" said Eliza.
you are right this time," said Mrs
Warren, Il heard voice and footste
too"
"Hark! bark! don't whisper"
"Thev are walking on the piaZza d