The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-10-11
he was well under the influence of liquor

Dam for rebel he begnny-
Yah, yah, yah!
Washington he berry bad man,
Debbil take 'em such mad man
Yah yah, yah!
Yah, yah, he hab 'em all!
General Howe, he berry brave boy
Washington, him am knave boy;
Cotch and fog him like slave boy
Yah, yah, yah!
How de red-coats make 'em run!
Kill de rebels cherry
Hans did not have an opportunity to
finish the last line, for hand was placed
over his mouth, whilst an athletic grippe
seized him by the throat, and stern
voice, in a low tone, but audible to those
on the piazza, exclaimed
"You black scoundrel, if you sing an
other verse of that internal song, or
breathe syllable, I'll cut out your tongue
you thick-skulled son of the devil W
The parties on the piazza heard this
distinctly, but the night was too dark to
perceive anything on the road. Half a
minute, however, sufficed to explain the
affair. Five or six men appeared on the
piazza, completely armed, the leader ex-
claiming in the same low, but distinct
tone:
You are all my prisoners! Remain
quiet and you shall suffer no harm raise
the least alarm, and will shoot whoever
attempts it. Is there any American Off
Ger here 2"
1t was Mariner.
Yes, said Forest ! am one."
"Good ~ said Mariner. You. shall
have chance to see the continental camp
again. But where is Captain Flahaven ?
| must save him This is Jacob Suydam's
house, is it not ?"
"You are too late to save Flahaven, |
am sorry to say. He was taken from his
parole yesterday, and carried to the city"
How unfortunate To release him was
one of my principal objects. We were
comrades in misfortune in that cursed
Provost prison in New York. Who are
these people %
Forrest briefly told him who they were,
and Mariner replied that the lady could
60 to her chamber unmolested, but if she
made the least alarm her husband would
be the sufferer He placed guard
of three men over Mr.. Bache and Major
Moncrief, and observed to Forrest
GAS you belong to the continental regu-
lars, captain, suppose you are rather
above becoming party to my exploits
Remain here, if you please, my destina-
tion is Mr.. Mathews house. That gen
tleman I understand is at home; and if [
get hold of him, he shall pay for the treat
ment l received at his hands"
Mariner and his party Immediately
went across the road and surrounded the
house of Mathews, the Mayor of New
York. The doors were all closed and
fastened, and it became necessary to
break open the principal entrance-an
act which took some TIME and made some
noise.
Mathews, who was really in the house,
bat in bed, was aroused by his wife, and
cautiously looking out, perceived at once
that it was a rebel party, and that escape
was impossible. Fortunately for himself
he was not perceived.
81 have but one course to pursue"
said he to his wife. "Give me a blanket
| have no time to dress myself: the roof
is fiat, and the party will not think of
searching for me there. Call up the SER
wants, while | ascend, and bid them say
| left for the city at dusk last night"
Selling blanket, he crawled out of
an old-fashioned dormer window, which
was some distance from the gutter, and
made his way on to the roof. Mrs.
Mathews had hardly time to call in the
servants and give them their orders before
Mariner and his party entered the house
Previous to their so doing, she had the
precaution to thrust her husband S clothes
out of the window on to the gutter be-
youd sight.
"Your servant, madam" said Mariner,
as he had entered the room, where was
Mrs. Matthews in her night dress, sur
rounded by two or three affrightcd do
mestics. I" I come for your husba nd
tell me where he is. l assure you no
harm shall happen to you"
My husband is in the city, | hope"
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