Smyrna times., 1893-05-24

all the doors were securely locked and
6olted, and the lights extinguished
The servants went to bed. and ali wac
hushed in sleep.
Timidly Dorothy Oper ed the door of
the clock, and stepped out. One foot
was asleep, and she was so hungry. and
she had cramps all over; but She did
not think of these. She must get ont
She CROPPED for the great front door
AT last she found it. She tried TO nm
lock it; but the key was gone. and
then she remembered that anyway
there was one bolt far above her reach
Like Gagged bird, desperate and
weary, she leaned her head aooinst
the window and gazed out. Again She
silently asked God fOrhelp. Then. as
sne looked out, the moon rose in ali its
glory from behind the black clump of
trees on yonder hill. Like a beDedic-
ton it seemed to the weary child as
the light caught each object in the roon
and mellowed the cruel hlackness Was
ever moonlight so beautiful Then il
t1lekered moment upon door across
the room; the mOOnbearns brea kin0 a.
they came through the chinks seemed
to beckOn her thither.
Dorothy opened this door. and found
herself in short hallway. At the
end OF this hall was another door
which opened on a short flight of stone
steps. These Dorothy descended. and
found herself in the cellar. She was
dreadfully frightened but surely God
wouldt made her come here without
a reason she thought. Thea She re-
membered that Donald had told her
that from this cellar ran a tunnel l*I
down to the Hudson River 81 tbot
men could bring things to Mr.. Philipse
without praying money for them. She
didn't exactly understand this. but she
thought she would hunt for the tunnel
anyway.
At last it was found, and after tire
some journey, sometimes walking.
sometimes creeping, Dorothy found
herself In the blessed open air again
not very far from where she had Ian.
ded SIX long hours ago. Finding her
boat, the brave little girl rowed herself
home. Tired-oh, so tired she never
knew how she got there but at last
she did
There was a light in the cottage
window, and finding the door locked
she knocked softly. Her mother
looking very much worried, opened the
door. Dorothy waited to be scolded
but with one glad cry she was drawn
into the room. Quickly and silently
she walked over to where Donald was
sitting. Then folding her hands he
nlnd her, she began: donald | have
been wicked and bad, but please don't
scold, for did for you cause | didn't
want you to cut your hand off, and |
don't think God is very angry, cause
he made Sam spill his soup p
Donald rose. Dorothy, child, are
you crazy? What do you mean ?"
"Oh, Donald. I'm a spy got into
the clock and heard ali that the Col. /.
Onel said"
In a trice Donald had his little sister
IN his strong arms and he called her |
Trump" whatever that means
The fellows shall know what kind of |
a sister Ive got % he cried proudly. |
But this was too much fOr Dorothy.
The over-strained nerves gave awav.
and, laying her head upor her mothers |
knee, she sObbed "Oh, don't tell them
I'm spy Don't tell them Pm a spyl /
and she would not be comforted tin
both her brother and mother promised
solemnly that they would never. never
tell
The next morning, when Donold
with his resOlute companions waited
upon the Colonel, and repeated to him
all the plans he had made the night
before, be turned very pale, but
acknowledged them. The young cap
tain then showed him how utterly at
their mercy he was; but promised that
the Colonel and his family should have
safe conduct out of the village if thev
would start as soon as possible.
Dorothy's mother and Donold never
broke their promise, though they were
often greatly tempted TODD so. So his
tory only briefly tells us that Colonel
Philipse declined to espouse the Amer
can cause, and continued loval to the
British Government. He was early
arrested on suspicion, and removed to
Hartford by the American authorities.
He resided here at the date of the Bat.
lie of White Plains, Oct. %, 1776."
1t further adds that ION the 22d of
October, 1779, the Manor of Philips.
borough was coniscated and such of
he personal property which still re.
NAMED was sold at auction" but it
ails to mention that the most earnest
Ind persistant bidder for the tall din
ng room clock was a young Captain
Oonold Douglas by name, has conduc-
ed himselfso bravely in the bitter
truggle which was now almost over. ..
As | said, DOnold and his mother
we're true to their word hut Dorothy
herself told this story to her little
laughter, who, in turn, told it to hers.
And this granddaughter, a Dorothy,
90, who Is now a bright.eyed little :
woman of 60, is not nearly so reticent !
Is her grandmother was. In fact, far :
rom feeling shame, she even glories !
n the dishOnored name of Douglas! ;
Aud should you ever stop at neat !
title cottage just on the outskirts of \
tonkers, and manifest an interest in a =
andsome old clock which stands in the :
orner of the "best sitting room," you y
Vill hear "hOw Dorothy Douglas be- .
anne spy" from her own grand =
aughter, far better than l could ever =
egin to tell it. q
~Ihis tunuel, said to have been used by smug- A
ers, was discovered when Wells avenue was he- q
~ cut through, =