The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1871-10-04

from the room.
eve must go, Miss Heath bu
first let me thank you for you
Kindness" said Rawdon.
Your thanks are received, re
piled Kate.
Their horses were saddled, ant
the officers were soon on their way
Kate watched them till they were
out of sight, and then prepared for
her perilous journey. She threw
On q shawl, and went to the stable
Her fleet footed horse neighed as
she entered, and she patted him on
the head, and said, "Well, noble
Selim, you must carry me safely
tonight; for if you do not, Gen.
Green will be destroyed
The animal seemed to understand
he~4 tor be gave loud whinny,
Our heroine saddled SeIin, led him
from the stable, and was soon riding
toward Gen. 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
pickets were four miles distant
and she would be compelled to pass
through their lines; but as she was
in possession Of the eountersign,
she did not fear the result. Soon
Kate saw the picket's bayonet
CLEAN inthe moonlight, and heard
hIm cry out;
Who goes therc?'
"A friend, with the countersign.'
Advance, friend, and give the
countersign.'
She approached the picket, and
whispered, England!
All right; pass on. But stop!'
cried the picket as he caught a
glimpse Of her face.
Kate stopped her horse, and laid
her hand on a pistol. The picket
approached, and said is that you
Miss Heath ?
1t is Guy returned Kate; for
she recognized the soldier to be
Guy Jackson, who had often visited
the gardener at their house.
Where are you going tonight,
Miss Kate ? he asked.
To see Mrs. Blake; she is very
ILL.,"
Just like you, Miss Kate-always
the sick; you are minis
tering angel, said the Brish soldier.
-1rhankyou Tor the cor t.,
Guy. But l must be going. Good
nightr
And Kate was again on her jour
ney, while the picket returned to
his post She had TO pass four
miles yet ere she would be safe, 50
,he urged on ber steed. Before she
lad gone a hundred yards from
Iuy Jackson, q dozen mounted |
Britons rode furiously up to the /
picket, and their leader cried ont. |
Did any person pass th's post q
short time since 2
Yes, sir was the picket's reply, |
DO you know who it was !?
i do; it was Miss Heath.
Had she the countersign ?
She had
4 fear she is safe. Forward men ! !
# she escapes, Gen. Green is saved! /
\ hundred golden guineas and q
commission to the man who /
,atches hert' cried the leader of
,and, as they dashed after the brave
,irl, leaving the picket in a state
# Dewilderment.
Kate soon heard the sound of her
,ursuers, and she pushed on faster.
t was race for life or death. The
British horses were fresh, while
lers was beginning to show signs
# fatigue.
Forward, Selim You must take
ne to Gen. Green's eampr said
Kate to her horse.
Buther enemies gained upon her,
nd one of them seemed bent on
atching her, for he was some yards
n advance of his comrades. Kate
eard the omnious tramp of his
orse and drew her pistol. Nearer
10 came, until he was at her side,
nd then cried out, Halt, you vile
ebelp
These were his last words, for
Kate fired, and the bullet crashed
hrough his brain. The others did
ot stop to look at their comrade,
ut pressed on. They neared her
gain, and another trooper received
lis death wound. The remainder
aIted: and a moment afterwards
he heard the American picket cry
ut, who goes there?'
Kate Heath = cried our heroine,
s she dashed through the line.
The soldier had raised his gun,
ut when he heard her name, it was
,wered, and he answered, 'All
ight.'
The American camp was reached;