The Newtown bee., 1879-01-14

My brotherp His name is Ned Edward, mean"
 "So, Etouart, ya Und der fader, wo ist ?'
 At this moment " Etouart came to the door leading the corporal's horse. "I've watered him, he said, and rub bed him down as well as I could in a hurry"
 "Ya, woll, schooner kerl. N ow we go aheat nit ;" and the dangerous ques- ton as to the fathers whereabouts was not answered.
 On inauiring the way to Shrewsbury town. the corporal decided that " Etou- art must accompany the party mile or two up the shore to point out the road.
 The boy did not dare to object under the circumstances, and was the less un- willing to go as in walking up the beach he might meet Dennis Hendrickson, the messenger expected to take the dispatch aud carry it forward.
 He therefore led the way down to the shore, striding along beside the corpor- al's horse, explaining to that worthy the state of the tide, and the necessity for making some haste to avoid the rising water.
 The Kovenhovens still spake Holland Dutch at home, and Etouart under stood nearly everything the Hessians said to each other, but he was very care- ful not to permit any sign of intelligence to escape him,
 To his surprise and consternation, he found that one object of their raid Tong shore was to capture himself. They were bound for Sandy Hook, and had in- structions to rick him up on the way, though they had but dim ideas as to what he could be like, or where they could come up with him.
 He had taken the precaution on leav ing the house to make an excuse for handing his sister the spyglass, which hangs over every 'longshoreman's man. tel. The quick-witted girl had caught the hint to keep watch of the party, as he knew she would do.
 After following the beach nearly mile, and finding the Hessians hadn't a shade of suspicion in their minds as to who he was, he was just congratulating himself on getting out of dangerous predicament in safety, when out of the very lane the soldiers were turning into, there came the lsst man in the world he wanted to see. This was a shoemaker by the name of Sanborne, whom every body in the neighborhoo6 disliked and distrusted. He evaded his duty as a patriot, and was believed to be traitor at heart
 Coming upon each other at right angles, Sanborne and Edward met almost within arms length. No sooner did the shoemaker see the troopers than he threw mp his hat and cried ont
 " Katie Kovenhoven, caught, by Georgel So they've got you at last, you young rebel 1"
 Edward tried his best to make San borne understand that he was not a prisoner, and that the Hessians did not know him; but the man would not heed his signals.
 "You needn't make signs to me- he said. 'I don't know any of your signs, and don't want to-"
 "Kalte Kovenhoven Y' queried tie amazed corporal, looking all about him in confusion. "Wo ist Kovenhnven 2"
 "This is him l' exclaimed Sanborne This is the little sand-snipe that has made you more trouble than hull reg iment O ragged Continentals."
 "Du Kleiner Spitzbube l" cried the corporal, not without amused interest. "Ist dot so2"
 The soldiers drew their horses around him, and melted by Sanborne, two of them loosened their halters to secure him with them. If they once confined him, they would be very likely to search him, and then they would get posses sion of the dispatch.
 He had no great fear as to his own fate, even if made a prisoner, but the dispatch. they must not get hold of. Such were the thoughts that flashed through the boys mind, and prompted a desperate resort.
 Dropping to the ground as one of the troopers reached out to lay hands on him, Cool Conover darted out from be- tween the horses and sprang across the beach. Tearing off his coat as he ran, he leaped into the surf and dove through the breakers that were rolling from four to six feet high over the bar.
 "Fire fire" screamed Sanborne. Hell get away from you P
 But the stolid German soldiers were not given to firing without orders, and the corporal, completely bewildered, could only remark. Dot poy will go trownt l"
 Etouart," however. had no notion of drowning. Clearing the line ol breakers, he struck out straight of shore, and although several shots were fired at him he was not hit, and soon he was out of musket range. The tide, running flood, carried him up the beach, and the soldiers followed along after him, expecting him soon to grow weary, and to see him sink under the waves.
 Katie Conover watched the departure of the soldiers with a long sigh of re- lief, and the moment they were out oi earshot called to her mother that they were fairly off.
 She followed their movements unti they turned towards the lane, and ther dropped the glass, satisfied that all wal well. Something, however, prompted her to take another look after Ned, ant while trying to make him out, she saw !, l figure dash across tue beach and into the surf.
 A moments reflection told her wha had occurred. She understood that Nes had met with some sudden peril, ane rather than to risk the loss Of the dis patch, he had plum ged through the sur and was swimming out into the ocean
 "Now," she reasoned with herself Che doesn't expect to swim across tn Atlantic, and he can't stay in the wate all day, hoping to be picked up by coaster. What he thinks of is that may be I'll see him, and try to pick him ul with the surf-skiff and so will"
 Calling her younger brother, tn brave girl ran down to the shore, ant with the child's help dragged the surf skiff across the beach.
 A Jersey surf-skiff is very light boa of cedar, thin as shelf and easily han dled. To launch the little craft through the breakers and jnmp into it withou upsetting. rsquirss good deal Of skil feg nainutss she vas pulline stxone