The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1863-05-06

Was NOT arrested until the proofs Of his
treason were too glaring to be longer passed
over. His papers and intercepted letters
show that he has boen holding a troasona-
Bile correspondence with tho encmy. In.
deed, on his trial he scarcely denied H."
" His trial!" calculated Florence. Has
he then been already triedH"
"Therc was every proof of his treason
before his arrest and he was tried this
morning by court martial, But my dear -
"And his senteuceH" " cried Florence,
springing to her feet and interrupting him
=" his sentence, General Van Rensselaer,
Gou have not sentenced my father to death
Oh" cried she, throwing herself passion
ately at bis feet, as no did not answer
oh, do not tell me is sentenced to die
You would not, you could not be SO cruel u
Rise. Miss Seton. | can not permit this
Rise; you must not remain in that posture,
said the General, much affected.
NO Lno will not leave your feet nm.
I'll you toll me my father shall live " she
replied, ...........
"But, my dear child ~
"Yes. your dear child" cried Florence
seizing tho word. "Only think, if was
your child, pleading to another for your
life, how You would wish her petition
should be answered
But | eau not listen to any thing while
you remain kneeling," said he.
"Thcn you ,cW listen to me ;" she said
rising and standing before him with clasped
hands her bonnet had been thrown bacl,
on her shoulders, and the thick glossy
trcsses of her brown hair escaping from
their confinement, hung round her like a
veil. "Iou piN hear me; | knew you
would felt that you would be too mer.
ciful, too humane to deprive daughter oi
her only parent" gs Ji|EF#Hn
Would to Heaven it were in my power
to bid your father live said he.
Not in your power! Oh! do not say
so do not say 50 General Van Rensselaer,
think there will day come when you, too
will plead for mercy before him who has
said, Blessed are the merciful for they
shall obtain mercy Then you will view
things in different light McH the recol
lection of this one act of mercy will shct
sweet peace on your dying moments"
"My God, this is dreadful" said he
Listen to me, Miss Seton; listen to me
my dear young lady. 1t would be almost
as impossible for me to save your father,
| life as it would be, were he already dead
to restore him to life again. | can not save
him
Florence felt her senses reel. caught by
the chair, and sank into it. The Genera
opened the door, called Alice, and rusheC
from the room. Meeting al officer as he
hurried along, he said to him; .
Captain Bolton, you will sec that tina
poor girl has an interview with her father
She will doubtless request it. Let it b'
brief for both their sakes. not exceeding
twenty minutes; but let it be also private
Poor child poor child would not g
through another such scene for the wealth
of Peru"
Captain Bolton remained some time il
the outer room, when Alice appeared at thC
door and said Miss Seton desires t.
know if she will be permitted to see he
tather?"
Certainly he replied, a. am waiting
to conduct her to him."
In few moments Florence came ont
calm, but deathy pale, leaning on the arm
of Alice. The officer stepped forward
offering his arm, which she declined with
bow, motioning him to proceed. He lee
them through several passages, until they
entered one in which a sentry was pacing
up and down before door barred anC
bolted, at which he stopped. The bolts
were removed ard Florence entered and i
was again secured. The Captaih opened ;
door nearly opposite, telling Alice she
could remain there until Miss Seton wantet
| her.
Twenty minutes elapsed, and a knock al
the door told her that her services were
required. She rapidly crossed the entry
and, as Florence came near tottering, as il
greatly convused with grief, she passed
before the officer, and throwing her arm
rsund her, as if to support her, efiectually
prevented him from aiding the lady. Col
onel Seton was seated with his arms rest
ing on his knees, his face covered with
his hands, and his hat drawn over his eyes
He looked the picture of dependency. Cap
tain Bolton showed the way to the carriage
He would again have offered his services
in assisting Florence into it; but Caleb, the
moment his young lady appeared, took hel
by the arm, and he and Alice lifted her in
then, mounting his seat he took the road tc
Sefton Hill. .