Mineral Point weekly tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1859-1868, 1860-08-21

/ form or not, is pleasure 10 our Iowa
English general. My sons troops. a:
+ you see IN their eyes, will gladly termi.
1 nate your career with sudden cord
Your rebel general has hanged our Ma
jor Andre-worth a score of Major Sin
| clairs-why shall no. Captain de We're
hang you If he sees fiji?
I Because he dare not, was the calm re.
/ ply of the American, as his handsome
face blazed with scorn.
| We shall see that tried, and shortly
| said Rudolph. Cora Valame. YOU see
| tha, dial-the light shines brave upon il
/ 1t IS now twenty minutes after ten
If when the minute hand shades the cy-
| pher six, your lips have not made yor
my welded wife, Horace Sinclair swing;
as high as Haman.
The fearful eyes Of the tortured CIR
wandered from face 10 face III wofui
| despair. OF all she read was but one
stern and iron resolve. On the faces ot
the enemies, infexih!e resolve 10 murder
on the calm and noble face of the Amer
lean the undaunted resolve TO die as il
| became warrior.
Speak Horace, what shall | do7 cried
Cora. as the silence grew terrible, and
the ticking of the clock seemed to grow
fearfully rapid.
Let me die thousand times rather
than behold you the wife of that rene
gade who killed his mothers husband
said Horace.
God ply my sorrow, said Cora. Cruel
| cruel woman, kali him then-but slay me
with him. Oh, Horace, and weeping
bitterly, she flung herself upon her brave
lovers bosom. Their lips met, and clunc
with desperate fondness; and ere the
, the furious son and fiendish mother could
tear them assunder, Cora's quick hand
armed with dagger she always bore with
her IN those times, had severed the cord
that bound his hands
! Strike for life and liberty, she cried
! as Sinclair snatched a sabre from the
, hand of the nearest trooper, and sprang
upon the other. who went doVn cloven tc
the chin. Wheeling suddenly. the sa.
bre clashed with that cf Rudolph, and
sweeping back from the shock, came
down with a mighty slash that sheereC
the ruffian's right arm clear from the
shoulder. Shou's and the sharp tumu
of sudden strife without, smote Rudolph
/ ear as he fell, and at the next momen
the room was filled with American dra.
| goons, led by one whom he deemed t(
! be dead-George Vallama.
| Just in time, my boy, said Vallame
| vho had escaped from the slaughter Of
Long Island, and for purposes OF his OWL
| bore another name In the American ar
my. | mistrusted this, as l found the
decoy letter written by this tigress-ha
she has fled! Returning to the camp,
| found the letter In your tent, and collect
ing score of your Dragons, has,eneC
to save you. Come we must hurry away
or the whole British army will be at ou
heels. SO Rudolph bleeds to deaLh2 W.
have no time to attend 10 him. Come
! Cora, | must remove you from this peril
An hour after, as British soldiers fill
ed the house, SO timely vacated by III,
Americans, they found Madame EaIlamt
lying upon the body of her son, and a:
dead as he. The sudden shock had slain
her as surely as if rifle ball ad pierced
her heart.
When the war was over, years after
Col. Horace Sinclair and his BRIDE Cora
with Major Nallame, returned TO til,
scene. But It was TO see the mansion E;
heap of charred ruins-a mournful reli
of devastating war. A noble home ros,
above the ruins, and there, in mutua
happiness passed the peaceful lives O
father, hero and heroine.