The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1863-10-15
STORY OF A BRAVE WOMAN.

1t was a warm and sultry morning
in the month of June. The inhabi-
tants of Monmouth were all astir with
the knowledge that the two armies
were in their midst, and by their mo-
tons sustaining the probability that a
general action was about to be hazard
ed. The British army, now command
ed by Sir Henry Clinton, had assumed
one of the strongest situations. Upon
the high grounds about Monmouth G.
H., they laid their flank on the border
of small wood, the last guarded by
a deeper one, and the rear running to-
ward mOrass.
The army was disposed in such an
adjacent position as to be able to har-
rass the enemy in the rear, and take
advantage of their first movement
The other Generals, Lafayette, Green,
Wayne, Stewart and Scott, were di-
rected to hold their troops in readiness
to support the front.
Early in the morning, notice was
given that the van of the enemy was
in motion. Gen. Lee Immediately pre-
pared to make an attack upon them,
and he was soon joined by Generals
Dickinson and Morgan with their spir-
tied troops.
In full view of the hous of Hollise
and Molly, this action commenced, d.
Hollis put on his military suit at once.
The spirit which animated every true
American was newly aroused at this
spectacle, and he was impatient to
mingle in the strife.
"Will you go, Hollis p asked Mol
ly, anxiously.
eyes, dearest. Can l remain here
tamely, and not offer my assistance in
the defence of my country? [ shall
be only a private, but there will be
work enough for me to do.'
Remember the fate of your father, -
faltered Molly.
81 thought you were brave, my own
wife, said Hollis, with smile of af-
fectiOnate pride.
'EBattle scenes have not lost their
charms for me yet, though [ confess to
unusual misgivings this morning" re-
piled Molly.
81 shall return at night, darling, ii
may be with new glory attached to the
honorable name which my father trans
mitted to me. must fight those red
coats, Molly. God bless you, and
good bye for the present." returned
Hollis, bringing her to his heart with
a parting oaress.
ga blessing go with you husband, -
said Molly,as Hollis sped rapidly from
the door.
The enemy advanced so near Mol
ly's house that she could quite plainly
distinguish their motions.
sob, that | were man ~ she ex-
claimed; 81 would give those British
tyrants free doses of death. To think
Of their approach to our very doors =
OF their burning the beautiful homes
of some of our neighbors, because they
would not turn traitors!'
She discovered Hollis engaged in the
duty Of cannonier, and she watched his
motions with the deepest interest. AS
the morning opened into day, the
weather became intensely warm; not
a leaf of a tree moved, and the sun
poured down such volumes of heat, the
earth seemed brazen and parched to a
painful endurance.
''Hollis will suffer with thirst!'' Mol
ly bethought herself; 81 will 90 and
carry him pitcher of water from the
cool spring"
She hastily communicated her in
tentions to Mrs. Rodgers, the house
keeper, and threw on her hat.
81 would advise you," demonstrated
Mrs. Rodgers, ''to keep within the
house to-day. The Britishers will
kill you, like as any way, if you go
out there"
81 shall co. replied Molly. elbow
good the water will taste to him when
he is struggling so hard in this heat"
Her glance now fell upon Hollis
again his hair was thrown back from
his forehead, he had cast aside his coat
and he was loading and discharging
the cannon with an admirable co mess,
while the balls of the enemy whizzed
about his head. Molly was strongly
impressed by the picture; he had nev-
er looked so glorious to her before, save
when he was about to sacrifice his life
at the pine tree, the central object of
savage ire. She could not be restrain
ed longer. Skipping away to the cold
spring, few rods distant, she filled
liz t,,c pitcher, and, remembering Hollis
liking for spearnintt, paused moment
to break offa few leaves Of the rich bed
fringing the bank at her feet. These
she settled in the pitcher as she ran up
to Hollis. He received her offering
gladly, blessed her for the thought in
a low voice, and drank the whole be-
fore he resumed his duty.
Molly ran away again regardless OF
the many eyes which had been attract
ed by the strange sight of her white
muslin dress amid the bloody strife
She returned to her post of watching
with breathless anxiety, for the battle
Waged closer and fercer. Unconscious
ly she would break forth into words OF
encouragement for her favorite gene
rails, a. she distinguished their uniforms