The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1860-08-22
The Patriots Daughter.
An 1Nc1DESr or l779.


said to have occurred as everything relating
to our first great war possesses more or less
interest, we feel anxious to contribute our
portion to the general stock Of information.
The story ID oneOf many which 90 an
cient grand parent Of ours used to relate,
and though We were but children at the time
we heard it, the recollection hiss never de-
parted from us :eas bi Igt eis 81 u ,a1
Early one bright morning : hsndsome,
dsshing young girl was riding along toli
tary road in the vicinity Of the British en-,
campment. Withho free rein, and bold,
undOunted bearing, the lady fearlessly pur.
sued her way, Notwithstanding her proximity
to the invading army was anything but safe.
A few miles in the country, o little back
from the point where the young girl had
made her appearance, there was handsome
dwelling, which was owned and occupied by
a patriotic gentlemen named Clement
Moore. Mr.. Moore's immediate q family con
sisted OF wife and two children, son and
daughter, aged, respectively tweniy.three
and twenty years. Like most well to do
Southern gentlemen, Mr.. NJ. also possessed
number of male and female domestics,
house servants and field hands.
Atthe date referred to, the family was
separated, the members scattered in different
directions, and the mansion deserted and
closed, Mr.. Moore and his son we're awsy
in the swnmps with the patriotic chief M,ri
on; and in consequence OF certain suspicious
movements on the part OF the British, and in
view of the enemy's we'll known policy, the
negroes had been quietly sent of to distant
psrts, and as much of the furniture and ar
ticles OF husbandry removed as was possible,
and Mrs. NJ. and her daughter Lydia had ia
ken themselves TO small and secluded cot
tuge not far distant. there 10 remain pernu,
and watch the course oil coming events.
Suddenly, as would happen, Mrs. M. was
taken very i'll with nervous disorder, snd
fearing 10 trust the slow motions Of the only
domestic they had kept with ,hem-an old
negro man-Lydia, the daughter, mounted
her favorite horse--which, very fortunately.
they had not sent along with the rest-and
started off to call in the doctor, whose resi-.
dence was some miles off. T
Her course necessarily and unavoidably
led her not fur from the British camp, but
trusting oil to Providence aud her own reso.
lutte spirit, she unhesitatingly spurred for.
ward on her etrand. The hour was quite
early, and without any hindrance, the gal.
lant young woman reached the doctor :
house, but only 10 he disappointed at not
finding him Ut home. Leaving an earnest
message for his early attendance, she start.
ed back, and it is on her wsy home that we
have first encountered her.
i All the country round, Lydia Moore was
famous for her handsome appearance ; and
our foreiathers were just as excellent judges
OF what was beautiful as we are at the pre-.
sent day. She was tall ond queenly, with
a we'll developed, finely proportioned form
Her complexion was pure and white as the
drilted snow--her cheeks as red and bloom
ing as the best Of health could make
them-her eyes deep, dark blue, ant
liquid looking, and her hair g glossy brown
wavy and remarkably profuse. Her menta
gifts were also as rare as her persona
charms, and not lady in oil Virginia wal
more blessed in mind and in body.
And now having placed our heroine pro
} perly before the reader. we viii proceed will
the more active incidents Of our sketch.
4 With her prodd, handsome head thrown
mpjestically back, the yonks girl dushe'
along on her way. All at once, however
she refined in her horse and uttered a suddeI
exclamation. The he3t momen, she reso
lutely uttered Il can but try it," AM
again put her horse into . galop.
Advancing from the point toward whicl
she was proceeding. she beheld wei
mounted British officer, who was also speed
ing on biz way with considerable rap:dity.
Squirting her horse into rpn. Lydia bold
ly dashed on. The officer appeared to di
vine her iDteniions at once, for he auddenl
halted, and speedily placed Himself 10 th
favori,e position to intercept her progress.
/ That the Englishman meantssto wayls
her, there was not the least room to doubt.
On csme our heroine, however, sweepiDI
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