The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1892-12-02

the rider had forgotten all about his
business, his supplies, his laden wagon
and everything, except getting back
home To the Delaware as fast as posi-
BILE.
Tho deep boom Of n cannon sounded
from the heights above the town. II
was the ''Old Sow an eighteen
FOUNDER, that was fired only In case of
n general alarm. The report seemed
to act like n spur on the captains
stced As he reached the summit OF a
hill he hastily looked back, and in the
distance. behind a cloud Of dust rising
on the high.road, n squadron OF dra-
goons was in full gnllop. and the cap
tain few like fash. They were evil
IDENTIFY the pursuers and he the pur-
sued. He was pressing toward the dis
tant dcfiles Of the mountains Three
miles more brought him into forest
road. A single dragoon, outriding the
others, dashed up; but the captains
| pistol.shot emptieI; his saddle. The
chase grew furious, desperate. Two
other troopers fell in succession. His
pistols were empty, and his only re-
source was continued flight. There
WIN CUM tit remaining
but one-at his heels, and he came
near enough TO grasp the fugitive's
cloak. Adroitly slipping it loose, and
urging his horse to the utmost. once
more he dashed ahead. The dragoon
| followed fast and, coming alongside,
aimed a slashing cut, that would have
finished the flight had not the captains
horse stumbled and. in his hcadlong
| fall, dashed his rider to the ground.
! lie was mt the mercy of his foe. The
pursuing soldier leapcd from his sad
die and, advancing with threatening
blade. cried:
AT last, Moody, at last"
Before the fallen man could make n
| sign of surrender there was u rustic in
the neighboring bushes. A stranger
| sprang out of them in the rear OF the
excited trooper. a heavy club was in
his hand, and with one blow he laid
the unsuspecting soldier low. The
next instant Capt. Spring Moody, the
British spy-flung himself on the drag
Don horse, and, with wave of his
| hand, dashed westward TO the noun
| tains In his unlookcd-for dcliverer he
recognized young Maxwell
Moody's object had been gained He
had obtained for Sir Henry Clinton the
ration book and all other information
relative To Washington's army, and
when he rejoined his loyalist band that
| night his first care was To set free
Squire Kitchell, who had SO unwitting-
" aided him. Moody's well-known re-
treat in that region was an inaccessible
cavern on the borders of two ponds.
known as the Big and Little Muck
shaw, and about two miles south of
Newton in Sussex county Between
this lurking place and the city of New
York was his line of operation and the
region of his many famous exploits.
When Moody escaped, Maxwell, his
delivercr, did not succeed in cvadiug
the remaining body of Dragons who i'm
media,ely came up, He was captured,
and. being identified by Squire
Kitchell, was charged with aiding in
the attack and plumber of his house.
Eventually he was taken To Newton
jail and there confined under sentence
Of death. Moody, however, had not
forgotten his good service. Often alb
sent ON distant and perilous cxpcdi-
tions, il was not until the succeeding
spring that the loyalst spy learned OF
the doom impending over his rescuer.
Death threatened young Maxwell for
an act of which he was innocent and
of which Moody himself was the per-
petrator, The spy, therefore, deter
mined TO attempt his release at any
risk.
a ,gx1,N -. II Al
notable historical incidents of Sussex
county, and the details can also be
found in Moodys Revolutionary
Journal" published 10y himself in Lon
don in lisa.
Taking with him six picked men,
the spy entered the village OF Newton
late ut night 1t was perilous enter
prise, and stratagem became necessary
The keeper of the jail was hailed, and
he appeared at an upper window.
Il have tory prisoner 10 deliver 10
YOU" said Moody, assuming the
character of continental officer
You know him we'll II is Jaquitte
one OF Moodys men"
The jailer was ovcrjoyed at the
prospect of having SO notorious a
!oyalist in his custody; but he was
cautious. lie refused Ia open the
doors.
Moody and his men are out--so il is |
said-and my orders are not To unbar |
the door after sunset You will have f,
To wait till morning"
The spy then abandoned stratagcm,
and sternly exclaimed:
The man who now speaks To you is |
Moody. l have strong party here!
Instantly open the doors or I'll pull |
s.n "A A.