The weekly Butte record., 1861-09-28


dealing death and destruction at every shot
Whom have we here ?" inquired General
Washington, attracted to the spot by the sim
gular spectacle.
"An angel of the host of Michael The
powers of hell would drop before her r' replied
General Wayne.
Molly now determined on a coupe de mare
Accordingly she reloaded the cannon with
double the ordinary quota; then discharged
A terrible crash succeeded. Molly was thrown
into the air several feet, then she fell to the
ground with violence. Three British soldiers
were killed, and an officer of high rank was
apparently mortally wounded. Many who
stood by were thrown down, and general con-
fusion prevailed. The last discharge had bro
ken the cannon into fragments
For a few minutes Molly was insensible, but
she soon rallied and rose with a steady eye
The soldiers loudly applauded her, notwith-
standing which she Immediately withdrew to
her home, followed by two soldiers with the
body of her husband.
On the following day Molly was surprised
by visit from Generals Washington, Wayne,
and Lafayette, who had witnessed her brave
conduct at the battle ground. Molly retained
her selfcommand.
"0ur army, madam, being about to leave
Monmouth, we took this early opportunity to
express to you our entire approval of your ac-
tion of yesterday" said General Washington
&" Sir" said Molly, 1 only wished to serve
my country; the death of my husband made
me almost frantic"
q Y ou merit coat of arms like our Joan of
Arc" observed Lafayette ; " hers contained
two golden lilies and sword pointing upward,
bearing a crown"
81 should prefer eagles in place of the
lilies, ," said Molly.
I" You shall have an epaulette for your coat
of arms," said General Washington, rising in
his accustomed dignity of manner; Il here
confer upon you the rank of Captain, as a tes-
timonial of my regard for your service"
The other generals arose, and, crossing their
arms upon their breasts. beheld the scene with
a smile Of qualification.
"Many thanks, general" said Molly, the
tears running to her eyes but would that my
husband had been spared to have received this
honor instead Of myself"
81 trust that you will come to glorious
end, remarked General Lafayette unlike
the Maid of Orleans, who was burned at the
stake"
81 have come to that already" returned
Molly " at least 1 have been taken prisoner
by the Indians, and confined to tree, where
should have been burned alive had not he
who afterward was my husband nobly offered
his life for mine"
care you indeed that young girl who figured
so conspiciously at the murder of Miss Nc
Crea ?" inquired General Wayne.
Molly bowed.
"Brave madam exclaimed General La
fayette; before we leave, permit lie to salute
you after the custom of my country when we
would honor noble ladies like yourself"
A blush suddenly overspread Molly's cheek
as the chivalrous general imprinted a kiss up
on her brow. A few calm, earnest words, like
a benedction, General Washington added to
Molly, and the distinguished visitors took their
departure.
"Mercy on US p exclaimed Mrs. Rodgers,
who had partially witnessed this scene you
are now really captain This is the most
wonderful thing I ever heard Of in all my life y
One OF THE VoLUNTEERs.-A correspondent
of the Cincinnati Commercial, who recently
visited the camp of the Federal troops in Ken
lucky, became much interested in a youth at
tached to the " Boone Rangers" He is just
sixteen years of age, and has one Of those mild,
pleasant faces, which are so attractive in a
youth. He sat quietly, but contentedly, with
group of his comrades, his large grey eyes
dancing with delight as something novel to bis
unsophisticated mind transpired.
l pictured him some mothers favorite son,
drawn away from the maternal protection by
love of adventure or a spirit of patriotism
1 became so much interested in him that at
last approached him.
"How old are you ?" was the question.
"Sixteen years." he blushingly answered.
care you not too young to attempt a SOL
dier's life ?"
"Too young" he exclaimed, as bis bright
eyes flashed. No sir, amt. l guess | can
fight for the Union as well as anybody"
but you might fall under the fatigues of a
march,"
"Well, if I do I guess my brothers along,
and he'll take care of me. I amt afeered.-
God protects the right"
This last expression confirmed the impres-
sion that the quiet youth was religiously in
clined but at the same moment discovered a
pack Of cards in his coat pocket.
What are you doing with these cards ~
asked
"Doing with them !" answered the mild and
unsophisticated youth, "why l play poker,
and | tell you, stranger, aWays hold a h-A
Of a hand"
l surrendered at discretion.