The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1863-11-05

respondence with the British commander, but
that he had 80 plotted in his traitorous design
that the little village of Newark was 10 be
burned to ashes, and its women and children
left exposed to the pitiless foe. The old Tory
was TO receive for his compensation the land
wbereon the village stood, and an annual pen
sion from the British government.
But, stranger than all, the plot was to be
contaminated On the very night the Torys son
had been captured, while he was going on an
errand to neighbor about two miles distant
The little band of heroes learned, too, that the
British troops had secured their horses in Llv-
ingston's stable and intended to descend the
creek in a large boat. There were twenty of
them besides their Captain.
Major Bradstone, the leader of the band,
was in temper and heart thorough demon,
and scruplod not in his cruelty to destroy the
slumbering infant or the sick wife. Not few
in that Youthful band trembled for IA widow
ed mother or defenceless sister. Some were
for departing Immediately, but James Wilson
still retaining his grasp on the Tory's son, or
dered all to be silent. The prisoner was bound
hand and foot, a thick handkerchief bound over
his mouth to prevent him from calling for
assistance, and stout cord fastened to his
breast and wound about tree. All hope of
escape forsook George Livingston Wilson
motioned his little band to follow him, and
in few moments they stood on the summit
ofahigh precipice which overhung White Clay
Creek.
"Now, boys" said Wilson, ''the narrative
which we have just heard is true, and as we
have no muskets or ammunition, we must
make the best of the occasion. The British
band will pass this spot in their boat, and as
we have an hour to work, let us busy ourselves
in rolling some of those large rocks to the
ledge Of the precipice, and when the redcoats
pass below let US sink them to the bottom"
Each boy Immediately set to work, and in
an incredible short space of time, nine huge
rocks, each half ton in weight, were balanc-
creek at this point was not more than twenty
feet wide and was directly overhung by the
mass of rock upon which our heroes stood.
If the British descended the creek, they would
certainly pass this spot; and fthey passed it,
then death was their certain fate. In about
an hour the quick ear of Wilson detected the
measured heat of unified oara
"They are coming" he whispered, ''let nc
one drop his rock till give the word, and ther
all at once"
Peeping cautiously over the cliffs, James
Wilson saw the Tory boat slowly but surely
approaching. An officer stood on the bows
guiding the oarsman by his orders, and thu
epaulets on his shoulder told that he wassthl
identical fiend, Major Bradstone
''Don't drop till 1 give the ORDER" agail
: whispered Wilson.
When the boat was about twelve feet from
J the rock, the boy leader fell securely behint
} his stout defence and shouted: "Who goes
there?"
In a moment the oarsman ceased rowing
: and gazed with establishment about them
The impetus which the boat had acquired
! caused it to drift slowly beneath the rock, anc
just as it was fairly below, came forth the
3 loud doomed words
'Cut loose in the name of Liberty"
Each boy pushed his rock at that instant
and as If with one impulse the gigantic stones
fell. A loud shrek from the dark waters tolc
how we'll the plan had succeeded and as the
exultant boys again looked over the rocks no
thing was seen but few pieces of wood. Thu
boat was burst in pieces, and the occupants
found grave at the bottom of White Clay
A cry of victory burst from the joyous lips o.
the youthful patriots, and it was echoed along
in solemn grandeur.
"Now for our prisoner !" cried Frank How
ard bounding ahead but what was the as
constituent of the boys to find that in his eff
forts to get free George Livingston had been
caught by the fatal cord and choked to death
There was no time for repining; the traitor
and his son had met their deserved doom, and
there was no one to mourn their loss.
Such be the end of Americas foes forever!"
said James Wilson.
Old Iivingston's house was searched, and to
the surprise of every one, not merely guns, but
three brass field pieces, several barrels of pow
der, and an abundance of balls were conceal
ed in the Tory's cellar. The military stores
troops, and found joyous welcome at their
headquarters. Had not the British party been
SO signally defeatee along the banks of the
White Clay, the town of Newark and the whole
northern part of the State of Delaware would
have been overrun by predatory bands of Brit |
ish soldiers.
James Wilson and Frank Howard both |
joined the army of Green, and served with dis
tinction in the Southern campaign. Frank
fell in the memorable battle of Eutaw Springs
bewailed by all who knew him. James lost
a leg at the seige of Yorktown, and retired to
his native village, but modification ensued
and he expired with the ever-to-be-remenber-
ed words on his lips, ''Cut loose in the name
Of Liberty !"
The village of Newark still stands, and has
become town of some celebrity. The scene
If the defeat of the British by the boy patri-
ITS is still pointed out, and is a sacred spot in
.he onnals of Newark
Return of Gen. IXCPhersOu;s Expedition
ts Vicksburg.
CAIRO, October %.