Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1892-06-30


demand. and Mrs. Cotfing knew it was
needless, but she used all the delay
possible in admitting the party and
offered them no aid in their search.
SaGS was wildly indignant. all the
md i that she recognized among them
Bobby Greene, very youthful officer
who had been one of the guard set
over Capt Cofflng and his family dur
ing their Imprisonment aud who had
been a devoted admirer of the saucy
little tory maiden. and in spite of her
usual scorn had often won grateful
smile by struggled gifts Of fruit or
flowers and over all a tiny. lovely
kitten that was dear still in her heart
"You here" cried Sally, as the men
| filed in after their lieutenant and went
up the winding stair.
'.Didn my mother toll you the dear
governor was not here. Do you dare
to think Madam Cofing liesP"
Hush, Sally!" interposed her moth
Ell. These matters are not for your
meddling." While the lieutenant's
fair boyish face turned red to the cap
He made a military salute to the
lady and said respectfully:
Il regret this unpleasant duty,
madam, but soldier must obey or
ders."
So they proceeded to ransack the
building from top to bottom, but found
no trace of the loyalist governor; at
last they came to tho cellar door,
which opened on a gulf of darkness,
for 5aucy Sally had piled mats and
rugs against the grated windows on
the outside till not ray of light could
enter
Il think, madam, l must trouble
you for lights said Lieut.. Greene,
lifting his cap.
'1;ll fetch a candle, nanny! I'll
hold it," whispered Sally in her moth
er's ear.
Mrs. Cofing was ;,stonished at this
sudden change in Sally's manner, but
thinking that perhaps the child wanted
to atone for her previous incivility she
nodded assent and Sally holding a
blazing tallow candle, stationed her.
self on the stairs, the soldiers one by
one fling past her. Very carefully
she threw the beams Of her light about
the cellar till they came to a part
where the ceiling was not only much
lower but crossed and recrossed with
great beams in order to support a plat
form above on which heavy guns were
mounted. AS they CROPPED toward this
region, suddenly quick blast from
Sallys rosy lips put out the candle and
1aft tho ma, ,tvyt ~, L.,
began trouble! Heads were knocked
with sharp force. feet stumbled over
certain obstacles and their own
ers fell. PROSTATE on the hard
floor, becoming in turn traps to trip
up their bewildered comrades. Loud
and deep and long were the objurga-
tions the enraged rebels uttered; loud
er and harder grew the knocks on the
head received by those who still kept
their footing. and Sally on the stairs
shrieking with laughter, derided them
with hooking inquiries as to whether
they had the governor, and why they
knocked him down so often! But she
heard her mothers step coming and
skipped out of sight quickly mount
ing to the highest parapet, from
which she waved her little British flag
over the heads of the demoralized SOL
diers as they struggled out and called
to the battered young lieutenant,
whose bloody face and swollen nose
testified to his disagreeable experience:
"Ha! ha! Bobby Greene! How
dye like hunting governors when I
hold the candle"
Time has its own revenges; long
after the war Of the revolution was
over and the colonies became states,
it is recorded somewhere that Mistress
Sarah Coffing. daughter of the late Ad-
miral Cofing. R n, was welded to
the gallant Captain Robert Greene,
U. S. A.
wonder if she ever, held a candle
for him again, or ceased to be Saucy
Sally!-Detroit Sunday NewA