San Marcos free press. [volume] (San Marcos, Tex.) 1877-1892, 1883-07-19
A BRAVE GIRL.

In the year 1871, while Clinton
and Washington were watching each
others movements near New York,
General Schuyler, having resigned his
command on account of some unjust
charges against him, was staying at
his house, which then stood alone out
side the stockade or wall of Albany.
The British commander, therefore,
seeing his opportunity, sent out John
Walter Meyer, with party of Tories
and Indians, to capture General
Schuyler.
When they arrived at the outskirts
of the city, they learned from Dutch
iaborer that the generals house was
guarded by six soldiers. The Dutch
man, the minute the band was out of
sight, took to his legs, and warned the
general of their approach.
Soon after, a servant announced
chat there was strange man at the
back door who wished to see the gen.
eral. g..
Schuylar, understanding the trap,
gathered his family in one.of the up
per rooms, and giving orders that the
doors and windows be barred, fired a
pistol from one OF the op-story win
dows to alarm the neighborhood.
The guards, who had been loung-
ing in the shade of Il tree, started to
their feet at the souno Of the pistol;
out alas, too late! for they found
themselves surrounded by a crowd of
dusky figures, who bound them hand
and foot before they had time to re-
sist.
And now you can imagine the little
group collected in that dark room up
stairs; the sturdy general, standing
resolutely by the door, with his gun
his hand, and his black slaves gath
cred around him, each with some
weapon; and at the other end of the
room, the women huddled together,
some weeping, some praying. Sud
denly, crash is heard which chills
the very blood, and brings wildly to
each ones mind the tales of Indian
.nassacres so common at that day.
The band had broken in one of the
windows.
At that moment, Mrs. Schuyler.
springing to her feet, rushed toward
5he door, for she remembered that the
baby, only a few months old, having
been forgotten in the hurry of flight,
was asleep in it's cradle on the first
door. But the general, catching her
m his arms, told her that her life was
of more value than the child's, and
that if any one must go, he would.
While, however this generous strug-
gle was going on, their third daugh-
ter, gliding past them, was soon at
she side of the CRADLE.
All was as black as night IN the
nall, except for a small patch of Light
Just at the foot on the stairs. This
came from the dining-room, where
che Indians could be seen pillaging
the shelves, pulling down the china,
Ind quarrelling with one another over
Uelr lll-Sotleh Dooty'
How to get past this spot was the
question, but the girl aid not hesitate.
She reached the cradle Unobserved,
and was just darting back with her
precious burden when, by i'll luck,
one o. the savage happened to see
fer. Whit went his tomahawk
within a few inches o. the baby's
neaG, and, cleaving AN edge of the
brave girls dress. stuck deep into the
.,;aiT-raIl.
Just then cre Of tie Tories, seeing
her lit by, and surprising her 20 be q
servant. called after heI: "Wench,
rcnch, where Is your master?' She,
topping Tor a moment, called back,
-Gous % a.4I-. lie town. and, hur-
r.iu. on, was soon safe again with
8tJ father up stalrs.
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