Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1858-07-27


place to the darker shades of night; still
1t was not dark. The moon was shining
brig htly in the clouds, and every object
was perfectly distingushable. The boys
walked solemniy forward, maintaining a
solemn silence. At length they gained
the bank of the creek, and, slowly follow
ing the winding path, soon came in sight
of the object OF their destination. As
they came to a little log bridge which
crossed little shallow riyulet leading IN
to the White-clay, James Wilson ordered
them to halt.
" Let Frank Howard and myself re-
connoltre the premises first, to see whetf-
er any danger may be apprehended.-
All the rest stand here until we return.
Make 10 noise, and keep a constant
watch"
James and Frank silently departed, and
were soon lost TO the eye iii the thick
woods through which the path ran
Scarcely had they gone from the view of
their companions ere the quick ear of
/ Wilson detected noise Hist" SAID he
I to Frank as he pulled hun behind a gi
gantic beech tree. The noise soon re-
solved into a human football, and, in anoth
er moment, George Livingston, the toys
son stood opposite the tree Wilson dart
ed from his covert, and tightly gli2ed the
boy by the neck. Inc co"ardIy youth
trembled like a reed
"Speak one word, whispered his cap
tor. : and I'll toss you in the creek =
! The tory's son was struck dumb with
/ fright, and before he had recovered from
bis supor, found himself in the midst of
the whole group of bov-heroes, with The
vice-like grip Of James and Frank on
either arm.
Now" said James, /" answer me truly
and promptly, or I'll make vour position
uncomfortable Do YOU hear 2"
q" Yes" paspcd the affrighted Youth
Who are H. YOUR fathers house at
this moment ?''
I-I-cannot TELL" hammered the
half-dead boy.
q You shall tell, Or
"Spare me and [ will disclose every
thing When | left the house there was
10 one there but our own family and-and
Major Bardstone."
.; Who is he % asked James.
'.I don't know don't indeed -
- Tellr7 threatened Frank.
" He is a captain of the Yorkshire dra-
ooons."
The blue ewes Of James glistened with
10Y. and he s0of, raiued from the T0ry's
son revelation which STAMPED his father
as traitor of the most appalling charac-
Ter. He discovered that old Livingston
not only kept up a correspondence with
the BRUSH commander, but that he had
plotted IN his traItorOus designs that the
little village of Newark was to be burn
ed to ashes, and the women and children
exposed to the mercy Of their pitiess
1 foes. The old Tory was to receive as his
reward the land whereon the village stood
! and an ANIMAL pension from the English
government. But, stranger than all, the
I plot was TO be consumated that very night,
and the Torys son had been captured
while he was going on an errand to a To-
/ rv neiohbor. about two miles distant
I The ltlle baud Of heroes learned, too.
/ that the BRUSH troops had secured their
horses in Livingston's stable, and intend
ed to descend the creek in large boat.
I There were twenty of Them, besides their
captain Major Bardstone, the leader of
! the hand, was in temper aud heart a thor
ourh deamon, and sCrupled not in his
/ cruelty 10 destroy The siumOerIng infant
or the sici1ly wife Not a few in that
youthful baud Of patriots trembled for the
safety OF widowed mother or defence
less sister. Some were for departing
immediatly, but James Wilson, still re-
tanning his grasp on the Tory's son, or
dered all to be Silent. The prisoner was
tied hand and foot a thick handkerchief
bound over his month to prevent him from
calling for assistance. and stout cord
fastened to his breast and wound about L
Tree. All hone Of escape forsook George
Livingston. Wilson mouoned his little
band 10 follow him, and in few mo-
menls they stood on a summit of high
precipice which overhung Whitc-clay
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