The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1859-09-07

ton we must make the best OF the occa-
son. The British band will pass this
spot in their boats, and as we have an
hour to work let us busy ourselves in roll
lug some of these large rocks to the edge
Of this preoipioe, and when the rod-coats
pass below, let US sink them to the bot
toni
Each boy set Immediately to work, and
in an incredible short space of time nine
huge rocks of half a tun in weight, were
nicely balanced upon the edge Of the
giant preclpice. The creek at this point
was not more than twenty feet wide, and
was directly overhung by the mass Of
rocks on which our hero stood. If the
British band descended the creek they
would certainly pass this spot, and il they
passed it, then death was their certain
fate. In ibout an hour the quick ear of
Wilson detected the measured tread of the
mufled oars.
They are coming" be whispered let
no one drop his rock unit give the word,
and all at once
1t was beautiful night to wreak work
of DEATH The heavens were spangled
with innumerqole stars, and every object
upon which the moonbeams played spark.
led with silver radiance.
Closer came the doomed royalists, and
the hearts Of the boy patriots beat wildly
in their bosoms. Peering cautiously over
the cliff, james Wilson saw the tory boat
slowly but surely approaching. An Of
Gcer stood in the bows, guiding the oars.
men by his orders, and the epaulets on
his shoulders told that be was the identi.
cal Gend, Major Bradston.
Don't drop till l give the order,
again whispered Wilson.
Nhen the boat was about twenty feet
from the rccks, the boy-leader fell se'
curey behind his stone defense, and
shouted, who goes there p
In a moment the oarsnen ceased row.
lug, and gazed with amazement above
them. TIE impetus whicn the boat hac
acquired caused it to DRIFT slowly under til,
rocks, and Just as it was fairly below. camc
forth the doomed words Cut loose il
the name of Liberty I"
Each boy pushed his rock at that in
slant AM with one impulse the gicooti
stones fell. a loud shrek from the wa
ters below, told how well the plan a.
succeeded, an3 when the exultant boy
a,piu looked over the precipice, nothn
was -eeu but few pieces of floating wood
The boat had been burst open and the oc
cupants had found a grave at the bottom
OF White Clay Creek.
A cry of victory burst from the joyou
lips of the patriots, and it was echoe
along the old creek in solemn grandeur.
Now ior our prisoner !" cried Fran
Howard, bounding ahead but what ";
the establishment Of the boys to find thi
in the effort to free himself, George Lii
ilgstoD had been caught by the fatal corr
, and choked to death. There was no tim
5 for repining; the traitor and his son ha
, met their deserved fate, and there was
. one to mourn their loss.
n May such be the end of America
h foes forever" said James Wilson.
l Old Livingston's house was searcne
e and to the surprise Of ev ry one not on
d guns, but three brass field pieces, sever
: barrels of gunpowder, ard an abundan
:. OF balls, ETC., were found concealed in d
old Tory's cellar. The military stor
found here were given over to the Anne
=. lean troops, and found joyful WELDON
It at their quarters. Had not the Britt
y party been SO signally deeaIed along t
= banks of the White Clay, the town
o Newark, and the whole northern part
+. the State of Delaware, would have be
70 overrun by predatory parties of Britt
r soldiers
i James Wilson and Frank Howard bo
e joined the army OF Greene, and scrv
- with distinction in the Southern campaig
! Frank iell in the memorable battle
4. Eutaw Springs, bewailed by all who Are
y him. James Wilson lost leg at 4
- siege of Yorktown, and retired to his n
is tive villa e but modification ensue
ID and he expired with the eyer.to-be-l
membered words on his lips, Cut loo
in the name Of Liberty %
% The village Of Newark still stands, a
#. has become d town Of some celebrity.
4 The scene OF the defeat Of the British
to the hands OF the patriot-boys is still poi
% ed out, and it is sacred spot in the ann