The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1885-08-01
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Gas British spy found in my camp, and
unable to explain his presence there"
Here Whitney said "a few words in low
tone to the General.
Eyes, yes. That is so. See here. There
was some one with you. Some of my men
giving you information. That's the traitor
l want. He gave you some message. Tell
me who it was and I'll spare your life, and
hang him before the whole army"
The prisoners head dropped till his chin
fell upon his bosom. But he said nothing.
Come, be quick about it," roared Put
nam.
81 have done no wrong. am not guilty.
But l can not tell you what you ask"
Take him away. Whitney, see that my
orders are carried out. Hang him at sun
rise"
Sir" pleaded the prisoner, ''you are
making a terrible mistake. Suspend your
| sentence for two days. Let me appeal to
Washington, and you will find have done
| no wrong"
Putnam's only answer was to eject the
| man with vigorous 0hrusts into the custody
of the soldiers without.
At sunrise the next morning, while the
| air was warm with the first breath of
spring, they led this prisoner forth to the
| gallows. Putnam himself was there, and
| commanded the condemned one ~ mount
| the ladder, full twenty rounds.
"Now jump, you spy" roared the old
warrior.
mo, General Putnam, l am innocent of
the crime, but will pray Heaven to for
| give you and receive my spirit"
With drawn sword Putnam, raging with
| anger. commanded the soldiers to pull the
| ladder from under the condemned, and
when they, impressed by the manly, sor-
rowful bearing of the man, hesitated, the
| old soldier rushed toward them with his
lesword. SO they executed him.
/ e hot MicfYacc
turned from her visit at the parsonage,
and with blooming cheeks and exultant
manner presented herself to Putnam.
81 have come, sir, for you to redeem your
| promise"
| my promise, missy, what was it?'
Ibid you not say that if | found lad to
take your message within their lines
you'd grant my requests"
| I'm truth did"
"Well, 1 have fulfilled my part"
when, Missy"
| Last night"
"And who was the lad?"
ga brave young man," she said, de-
murely.
And you met him slyly, that you might
take all the credit of this thing yourself?'
| mo; but because you would have been
| furious had you seen him, for he is ROYAL
ist. You perceive, General, that thus
punished him for abiding by the King, by
| llltlhlhSs MN Utthc u iHcSSbRo WHOSE COLI
| tents he did not know into their lines; and
now will reward him with your favor"
YOU'RE brave girl, missy, and, by the
| powers, your little trick deserves reward.
| What is it you want?'
THAT you give permit to Robert Lock-
wood TO pass in and out of your lines at
| pleasure. He will not betray YOU, General.
He will make me happy by coming"
Here Major Whitney, with grave face,
| spoke: "Mstress Mary, call upon us in a
| half hour; at this moment the General il
busy"
She looked at him wonderingly, for this
was an unusual request, but she went away.
Nv hat is the matter, Whitney,"
"Sir, did you hear the nance"
SIT escaped me-"
"RObert Lockwoodw
"W hat Of that"
general, you hanged Robert Lockwood
this morning as a spy, when twas her
message he had, and twas to visit her he
came in secret, because of your command
respecting the Royalists," the officer re-
piled
"My missy's lover?" The rough old Cen
eral moaned. "He seemed brave fellow,
too, Whitney. Ny God, twill kill the girl
And the old mans passion was as nothing
to the agony which Whitney now saw he
suffered.
my little missy, my little missy, your
| innocent mischief has killed your lover
He moaned and moaned this over and over
again with piteous wsilin.. ''What shall
| do, Whitney? | love that girl as my own"
Give her the permit and keep her III
| ignorance Of what has happened"
1t was small comfort, but it WIS all that
was possible, Putnam, with infinite ten
derness, gave the girl the permit, kissing
her, and then rushing from her presence,
shut himself into his little bedroom for an
hour. When he emerged he was quoted,
but he never spoke of the affair again.
With exultant heart Mary went to the
| trysting place to meet her lover. But he
came not, and when a few weeks after the
| army Went away, no enemy having at
| tackled, Putnam, as he babe her good by,
seemed TO have been stabbed to the heart
by the sad, reproachful look that went
from her eyes to him. But she said moth
ing, and Putnam never knew whether she
| learned why she 50 YEARLY waited.
After the war was over Major Whitney
sought the fair maids hand, but she an
swered him gently: mo, Major Whitney
| am waiting for Robert to come back."-
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