Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1871-10-31

Kate listened to the Briton's plaI
with wildly beating heart, and 81
resolved to save the patriot army
When she heard the countersign sh
left the door, and busted herself in he
household duties; and soon the tw
officers emerged from the room.
ave must go, Miss Heath, but frs
let me thank you for your kindness,
said Rawdon.
"Your thanks are received" reptile,
Kate.
The horses were saddled, and tht
officers were soon on their way. Kate
watched them till they were out o
sight, and then prepared for her peril
Gus journey. She threw on shawl
and went to the stable. Her feet
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 dc
not, General Greene will be destroy.
ed"
The animal seemed to understand
her, for he gave loud whinny. Our
heroine saddled Sclim, led him from
the stable, and was soon riding toward
General Greene's camp, which was
eight miles distant. She rode swiftly
for she wanted to reach her destina
tion in time to let the patriot Genera
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 countersign
she did not fear 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-
tersign."
She approached the picket, and
whispered, England"
"All right; pass on. Bit STOP"
cried the picket, as he caught a
glimpse of her face. Z
Kate stopped her horse, and laid
her hand on pistol. The picket ap-
preached, and said:
"Is that you, Miss Heath ?"
at is, Guy" returned Kate, for she
recognized the soldier to be Guy Jack
son, who had often visited the garden
,r at their house.
"Where are you going tonight,
Miss Kate ?" he asked.
"To see Miss Blake; she is very
ll.n
"Just like you, Miss Kate-always
listing the sick; you are a ministering
nigel" said the British soldier.
"Thank you for the compliment,
'uy. But l must be going. Good
light" '7
And Kate was again on her journey,
7hile the picket returned to his post. |
he had to pass four miles yet ere she
Tculd be safe, so she urged on her !
teed. Before she had gone hundred |
ards from Guy Jackson, a dozen |
lountcd Britons rode furiously up to
ie picket, and their leader cried out,
"Did any person pass this post a
iort time since?"
eyes, sir" was the pickct's reply.
''Do you know who it was ?"
al do; it was Miss Heath"
"Had she the countersign ?"
"She had"
"l fear she is safe. Forward men
she escapes, General Greene is saw
|! A hundred golden guineas and
to the man who catches
ri" cried the leader of the band, as
ey dashed after the brave girl, lcav-
g the picket in state of bewilder-
ent.
Kate soon heard the sound of her
lrsuers, and she pushed on faster. 1t
Is race for life or death. The Brit
horses were fresh, while hers was
ginning to show signs of fatigue.
Forward, Selim You must take
Q TO General Grecne's campl" said
ate to her horse.
But her enemies gained upon her,
d one of them seemed bent on catch
g her, for he was some yards in ad-
nee Of his comrades. Kate heard ,
e ominous tramp of his horse, and
ew her pistol. Nearer he came, un- |
he was at her side, and then he [
led out:
"Halt, you vile rebel" !"
Those were his last words, for Kate
ed, and the bullet crashed through
brain Tho others did not stop to {