San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-03-26

Clinton.
Mr.. Fenwicke, then one of the wealth.
est citizens, and perhaps the very most
influential one in Savannah, was known
to the British authorities as a stanch
and incorporating friend to the home
government, man upon whom they
could safely rely for both sympathy and
material aid in any scheme to advance
their interests. OF course there were
other Tories in the city, all of them we'll
known to Mr.. Fenwicke, and the first
thing Maynard did was to influence
Fenwicke to call secret meeting of
these at his house.
The readers will now quickly under
stand why Rose forced her lover from
the house; for at that very time the Tory
meeting was in session in a back room.
The girls good sense told her that if
Lieut.. Prescott should discover her ia
theirs connection with a reasonable
transaction it would be the young mans
duty to have him arrested forthwith, and
the result might be most terrible, for Just
at that particular point in the progress
of the revolutionary struggle the bitter
ST hatred of the Tories was nursed by
the American soldiery.
Maynard disclosed to the little knot of
Tories huddled in that closely blinded
rear room that Lieut.. Col. Archibald
Campbell was then on his way from
Sandy Hook with fleet bearing an army
sent by Sir Henry Clinton to take and oc-
cupy Savannah. Accidentally Rose over
heard this, and became aware of what
was going on.
The mansion had been darkened to
prevent visitors from dropping in, and
all the proceedings of the conspirators
were conducted with the utmost caution.
Knowing that Lieut.. Prescott was abb
sent on picket or outpost duty, Rose had
not dreamed of his coming, when sud-
denly his rap resounded on the door.
One thought-that of preventing the
young man from discovering her fathers
connection with plot for delivering the
city over to the enemy-drove every
thing else from her head.
When he was gone she stood just in
side the door, her heart beating wildly
and her brain reeling with the excite
ment of the occasion. At heart she was
an earnest rebel, thoroughly in sympathy
with the struggle for independence; but
she loved her father, and could not bear
the thought of having him arrested as q
Tory and traitor. Now that he was safe
for the time, the strain Of the situation
relaxed as suddenly as it had come on
and she was too weak to stand. She tot
tered to table and set the lamp on it,
and then fell upon a sofa, nerveless and
white as ghost. 1t was but few mo-
ments, however, that the weakness pre-
vailed; her nature was strong and elastic,
and her will was of the sort with which
revolutionary women of the best stamp
were endowed. Even in the moment
when she was thrusting her lover from
the door the resolve was forming itself,
under her consciousness, so to say, that,
if she could prevent it, Savannah should
not be betrayed and her gates opened to
the British.
Maynard had left the house but few
minutes before Lieut.. Prescott knocked.
Indeed it had seemed to Rose that the
former must have been at the gate when
the latter entered. She wondered if this
were so, and if the lieutenant would sus-
pect what had been going on. One by
one the conspirators left the house and
went their way. What they had deter
mined upon is not known, save that some
plan was agreed to which Maynard re-
garded as of probable value in aid Of
Lieut.. Col. Archibald Campbells project
for taking the city.
All were gone, and the FenwiCke house
hold were on the point of retiring when
Maynard suddenly returned gashed and
bleeding from long, deep wound across
the side of his handsome face.
ga COMPOUNDED rebel officer" he said,
iran against me just out yonder. Fetch
a surgeon as soon as possible or shall
bleed TO death"
Servants were called.
"Be careful in this matter" Maynard
managed to murmur before he reeled
into a chair. Remember that there is
danger If am suspected-danger for you
all Don't get a-a-reb-rebel surgeon"
he gasped, but be-be quick!
The blood was flowing freely, saturat-
ing his clothes. He was as white as a
dead man. The household was alarmed
in two ways, for Maynard appeared
about to die, and that of itself was ter
rible. Beyond this lay the danger of
having a British spy in the house, which
was the greatest of all crimes just then.
There was no time for hesitation, how
ever. A servant went posthaste in
search of a. surgeon, while others bore