Weekly Calaveras chronicle. (Mokelumne Hill, Calaveras County, Cal.) 18??-1874, 1867-11-16

bold strike, and II 1t be successful, he
will be destroyed"
81 don't see why it should not sue
coed, do YOU, my Lord p
"No; if our troops fight as well as
they have heretofore we shall succeed"
said Rawdon, his face assuming tri-
umphant aspect.
Il shall feel happy when the cursed
rebels are driven away from. Carolina,
and then their rule will be over" said
Colonel Roberts.
eve must crush Greene, colonel l
do not want to 90 back to England and
let it be said | was out-generaled by a
rebel. No, never!'' exclaimed Raw
don, rising to his feet.
"Then we make that attack at day
break, do we not 2" asked the colonel.
awe do; have your regiment ready,
and make your men fight like demons.
''Let US 90 now. But hold; what is
the countersign for the pickets tonight,
my lord?'
England" answered Rawdon, low
eTlnS us voice.
Kate listened to the Britons' plans
with wildly beating heart, and she re-
solved to save the patriot army. When
she heard the countersign she left the
door and busted herself in the house.
hold duties, and soon the two officers
emerged from the room
eve must go, Miss Heath, but first
let me thank you for your Kindness"
said Rawdon.
"Your thanks are received" replied
Kate.
The horses were saddled and the Of
ficers were soon on their way Kate
watched them until they were out of
sight and then prepared for the peril
Gus journey. She threw a shawl over
her head and went to the stable Her
fleet footed horse neighed as she enter
ed, and she patted him on the head and
said
"Well, noble Selim, you must carry
me safely through, tonight, for if you
do not, Greene will be destroyed"
The animal seemed to understand her
for he gave loud whinny
Our heroine saddled Selim, led him
from the stable, and Was soon riding
towards Green's camp, which was eight
miles distant. She rode swiftly for she
wanted to reach her destination in time
to let the patriot general form his men
to meet the assault. The British pckets
were four miles distant, and she would
be compelled to pass through their lines;
but as she was in possession of the
countersign she did not lear the result
Soon Kate saw the picket's bayonet
CLEAN in the moonlight, and heard him
cry OUT
'Who goes there?'
"A friend, with the countersign.'
advance, friend, and give the coun-
tersignp
She approached the picket, and whis-
pered-"England ~
All right; pass on. But stop cried
the picket, as he caught glimpse of
her face.
Kate stopped her horse, and laid her
hand on her pistol. The picket ap-
preached and said
is that you, Miss Heath p
1T is, Guy returned Kate, for she
recognized the soldier to be Guy Jackson
who had often visited their house.
Where are you going, tonight, Miss
Kate? 2 he asked.
TO see Mrs. Blake; she is very sick
Just like you, Miss Kate-alwuys
visiting the sick; you are ministering
angel, said the naughty Briton.
Thank you for your compliment,
Guy, but must be going. Good night
And Kate was again on her journey,
while the picket returned to his post
She had to pass four miles yet ere she
would be safe, so she urged on her steed.
Before she had gone a hundred yards
from Guy Jackson a dozen mounted
Brltons rode furiously up to the picket,
and their leader cried out
did any person pass this post short
time since?'
yes, sir was the picket's reply.
do you know who it wasp
Il do; 1t was Miss Heath
Had she the countersign, sir?'
She had
& fear she is safe. Forward. men y
IF she escapes, Green is saved. A
hundred golden guineas and commits
sion to the man that catches hcrp cried
the leader of the band as they dashed
after the brave girl, leaving the picket
In state of bewilderment.
Kate soon heard the sound of her
pursuers, and she pushed on faster. 1t
was a race for life or death.
The British horses were fresh, while
hers was beginning to show signs of ia
tigue.
Forward, Selim; you must take me
to Green's camp said Kate to her
horse.
But her enemies gained upon her,
and one of them seemed bent on catch
ing her, for he was some yards in ad-
vance of his comrades. Kate heard the
ominous tramp of his horse and drew
her pistol. Nearer be came. until he was
at her side, and then cried OUT
Halt, you cursed rebel ?
Those were his last words, for Kate
fired, and the bullet crashed through
his brain. The others did not stop to
look at their dead comrade, but pressed
on. They neared her again and another
trooper received his death wound. The