Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1853-06-22
whom I now humbly represent as COM
mander-in-ehiefo of his forces in North

whom I now humbly represent as COM
mander-in-ehiefof of his forces in North
America. u ss..-
AZ am alike the friend of King George
land congress-of William Howe. and
George Washington. Itbecomes me not.
a poor, weak thing of Gods making 10
dislike any of his creatures"
Sir William Howe bowed, he was too
polite to argue political matters with the
good Quakeress. He rode into the park,
after commanding a general halt Of ten
minutes for the general refreshment OF
the troops. followed by Sir Henry Gin
ton, General Knyphausen. commander Of
the Hessians. Lord Percy, Generals Les
| lie and Grant, and his staff, where they
dismounted and followed Mrs. Murray to
the Mansion. 49,.
Refreshments of cake. wine and cold
meat were ordered out upon the lawn in
profusion, of which the officers partook
freely-and tradition says that Sir Henry
Clinton, who was great bon vivant, re-
marked to his superior officer IN an under
tone, &c that if the cellar Of the mansion
contained any large quantity of such Ma
deria, he should like TO be quartered there
for the campaign"
In the meantime, Mrs. Murray had di-
rected Cato. the black servant privately
to go to the top of the mansion. and the
moment he saw body of troops pass a
certain point on the Bloomingdale road TO
give her the information by signal. /
may as well remark that from the hill
the road could not be perceived, but from
the cupalo of the dwelling it was very ca
sy seen.
Nearer an hour than the ten minutes
Sir William Howe gave orders Tor the
halt of his troops had passed away, yet
still before the mansion he fingered with
his officers. Mrs. Murray had not only
entertained them with refreshments, but
conversation. The younger portion OF
the officers had been gathering the fruit
with which the trees were bending and
ripened under the sun of an early au-
tumn, and thus time slipped away una
wares.
AT length Cato made the required sig.
nal, and Mrs Murray. turning to the Br-
tish commander. said
Wilt thee and thy officers step with
me to the portico of the mansion2 have
sight for thee all.
This was uttered in so grave and quiet
tone, that the merriment of their tri-
umph over the rebels instantly ceased,
and their glasses were put down, and Sir
William Howe and his Generals followed
the Quakeress. as requested. Leading
them to the end of the portico. she un-
covered the body of the poor continental
ensign.
Handsome, even in death were the fea-
lures of the youth. His fair, curly hair
blew lightly over his marble cheek in the
soft breeze. The buff lining of his uni.
form was deeply streaked with his life
blood, which had gathered in clotted
pool upon the matrass. The sight was
indeed one to awaken emotion in the ster-
nest breast,
"Who, among you will answer 10 God
and his mother for this bloody deed?'
said Mrs. Murray, raising her eyes calm
ly to the group Of officers.
To horse, gentlemen Madam,
/ such aIe the fortunes of war. Thanks foI
your courtesy. FAREWELL This was the
only response of Sir William Howe. What
more could he say? In few moments
the blast of the trumpet and the drums
and flies told that the troops were on theil
/ LldECu 10 triumph duA hlSbOI IVY a oSA
son. Thank God, it was only fora shori
season. teFri4,s
The main facts of this sketch are true
Mrs. Murray, the Patriotic Quakeress. by
detaining Sir William Howe. saved a
large body of American tToops--neai
upon three thousand--under the COM
mand of Putnam, who would have been
penned up in the city with his men. il
the British army had crossed the island
sooner. Might not the loss of three thon-
sand troops to Washington, at that time
have been sufficient TO change our whole
destinies, as regards Republic? 1t is a
grave thought. AT any rate. all honor to
Mrs. Murray, the Quaker lady of Oldeu
times.
PLAIN TALK---tsIT'S OF NO UsE.'i
If you are hollow-hearted, and anima.
ted by no high ennobling sentiment
if you have no principles, and sneer al
virtue, and religion. you cannot be a gen.
tleman. Your manners may be fascina-
ting. but they are the glitter OF the serpent
Your clothes may be of the richest hue,
but they only serve to hide the rascal
There is no restraint but Law and public
| a,;n;ov Va,, hona for x,ra-, sndar a esra.