Northwest enterprise. [volume] (Anacortes, Wash. Ter.) 1882-1887, 1883-06-23


known that her gallant Reggie was
who L sought. Ah, me, cruel indeed
men are in time of war;" and he
sighed as he went upon his way.
Submit went into the kitchen to
clear away the table, and ran into her
mothers arms. ''Why, Submit, you
are needless, what does this mean ?
Who has been here?" Submit told
her story. When she spoke of going
through the house Mrs. Harkness
grew pale, caught at the table, and
groaned. "Tell mo what he said,
every word, and how was he dressed,'
but she could learn little as to who
and what the stranger was.
After an early tea, Submit crept
into the great high-posted bed, drew
around her the white, dainty curtains,
murmured a prayer for the safety of
good King George. and soon fell
asleep.
Later in tho evening, the mother
crept softly and cautiously to an un-
used room. A heap of kindling
wood was piled in a corner.
"Reginald, are you there?' she
called, in low tone. "Yes. mother,
and do you help me out of this, am
terribly cramped. 1 had visitor this
afternoon. Gen. Washington was
here in person. I knew his voice. he
came into this room. / felt as if he
must hear my heart beating.
Poor innocent Submit was his guide.
1 am not sure but it was best that
you shor.ld be away from home. You
could not have hidden your anxiety,
and might have betrayed me, and
Submit did not know of my being
here"
When Mrs. Hardness had taken
away the kindling wood that lay
lightly upon him, the handsome lad
sat up, his mother threw her arms
around him crying, "Give it all up.
my son, give it up. fear we have
been wrong; it must be when good
men spy upon each other, ready to
send them to death. How could /
have borne TO come home from neigh-
Dor Stanley's and find You had been
carried to meet the fate of spy7'
Long the mother and son sat think
ing, and it was thought best for reg
gle" to give up his dangerous calling,
go to England. and stay until bright
er days came for the Colonists.
A few days came and went. Sub
init played with and scolded the
squash and gourd dollies every day
after her stint of work was done
One morning man on horseback
left at the gate parcel, then rode
away.
Mrs. Harkness opened the package,
there lay beautiful doll, resplend-
ent in pink cause, and silver spangles.
Pinned upon the dress was card
upon which was written: "For a
little Tory girl, from Gen. Washing
ton, who loves all little girls"
Submit was first dumb with sur
prise, and feared to touch the new
dollie.
At dinner she said, "If / had
known, mother, who it was, should
not have let him in, but ran away
from him, and to think / asked him If
the General killed little girlsl / am
so glad didn't know"
"Yes, it was we'll you did not know
and the mothers heart was glad when
she thought of Reggie out upon the
ocean, going to the dear old English
home, to stay until peace came to
America, and that he had not met the
death of a spy.
Mr.. and Mrs. Hardness lived and
died loyal to old England. Submit
grew up a beautiful girl, and often
met Gen. Washington.
She learned to admire and revere
him. Neither he or she knew that
Reggie was, hidden in that pile OF
kindling wood that lay in the empty
room, and Reggie grew to love his
new commander, Gen. Washington,
and his cause. better than he ever did
that of the British. He could not re-
main, in England quietly, but came
back with sympathy for the poor,
struggling Colonists.