Columbia Democrat and Bloomsburg general advertiser. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1850-1866, 1857-11-07
q GcIettco Storm.
LIFE FOR LIFE.
4 Sketch of The Revolution.

Father, is there no hope for himl Is
the British general so heartless as to con-
demn so noble, SO brave, so young, to die
without mercy ?"
These words were used by pale, tear
ful girl Of great beauty, in the middle por-
lion of the Revolution which gave freedom
a home on our own loved soil. During
that period when cruelty was too prevalent
with both p'rties-whcn tories, American
born, were, if possible, more relentless and
cruel than the British troops.
The father, a noble looking man of
middle age, turned a glance out Of the
window which opened towards Long Island
Sound, the green waters of which could be
seen sparkling beyond grove that fronted
his dwelling near Hurl Gate He turned
to this to hide from her his emotions, for
she was his only child, and he feared that
her young heart would break when he told
her all tie sad news that lay so heavily on
his heart.
"Speak, father tell me, is there no
hope? 1 will 90 myself, and, kncelng to
the tyrant, will plead for the life of him
whom 1--we as only woman can love = she
continued.
"Alas my child, mercy is dead in the
British generals breast-his heart is cal
lous to pity! I have risked much by
pleading for him, but for your sake, would
be almost willing to die in Nathan's place"
"Cruel, cruel fate When is he to die ?
There may be some hope Of his rescue
He was favorite with Washington, and
he is at White Plains. Twill go to him P'
"Alas! dear child, nerve yourself for
the news. 1t is already 100 late"
;, "Dcad, dcod" shriokcd the poor girl
il ."Oh father, say that it is not so!"
$ "Alas, my child cannot! He was
r hung nt sunrise, and was even refused 4
. Bible TO look at ere lie was summoned to
the presence of his Maker" !"
t For moment the poor girl stood silent
r not tear came from her eyes; but wild
/ light illuminated them; q flash as bright
| as fire itself gathered over both face and
f brow she clenrhed her fair hands together
:. until the nails seemed to enter the flesh
e and with a cold bitter tone, she cried
c "LIFE FOR LIFE! [ shall be rcveDged
C yes, deeply revengod y
l Child, dear child, be elm said TIC
il fond parent,
= "Father. am calm-veyy calm Calm
1t as he is, almost. But | swear that he shsl
n be revenged, if my own hands have t,
reach the tyrant's heart that scaled hi
: doom Il loved, oh ! how | loved him
d and were not our botrothal vows pligAted
1t | will act as a widow-as the widow of
; soldier should act,"
IS "My dear child, you will bring ruiI
It upon our heads"
d "Not upon yours, father; but to M
e what is ruin now. But | will not be rash
l. will 60 to my room, and pray and thiDl
ID of him who now lays cold in DEATH"
Is She turned and left the room, whilst tn
le father still stood looking from the windo'
in out upon the waters, which were dashed
L. with rising storm, and the trees, whic
y already began to writhe beneath the fore
of the rising gale, like some huge giani
e wrestling with some unforeseen power.
It, Meanwhile his daughter had gone up
ID her room in one of the cheerful gables
&C the old fashioned house and, forgetting
ly pray in the mad tumult of her wrongo
as heart. was also gazing out upon the storl
of which was not wilder than the tumult
A her own heart.
be From her elevated position she coul
look over the treetops and the seried clout
Sc as, like a battleing host, cnshrined to IL
We charge, amid sulphurous flames and smol
tn they rose and spread athwart the sky
he She could see the cddying of Hurl Ga
re tossing with whiris the foam caps, white
he drifting snow, in the air-the breake
In tumbling up against the black rocks, as
ry they would hide their dangers from Il
he mariners view.
mt Suddenly the sound of a cannon W
to heard, and, as she looked upon the Soun
"a, she saw that ship of war had hove
OF above the narrow Gorge of the Gate,
re signal for pilot was flying at the forotO
ty' and the hated cross of st. George flew fro
u, her spankor gaf.
gn With one wild cry of fierce delight, {
he fair girl bounded from the room. "LIl
FOR LIFE-Na athan Hale shall be avenged
she cried.
q What was her idea Within anoth
Of room in the house was the clothing of
brother, who had long since been laid