Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1893-03-16


mounted officers approaching. They
were richly dressed, and one of them
she recognized as Lord Rawdon, the
commander of the British forces in
the section of the country.
They rode up to her, and Rawdon
leaned over in his saddle and said IN
q kind voice:
well, miss, can you let me have
the use of room for few minutesT
Yes, sir; our house is open TO you
They entered the house and went
into small room to hold consulta-
ton. Kate thought they might have
something important to say, so she
concluded to play the part of caves
dropper.
She cautiously approached the door
and looked through crevice. Raw
don and his colonel were seated be-
fore the table, on which lay maps,
They were examining them closely
while Rawton was explaining them to
the colonel.
Here is Green's camp said he and
here is ours. We must make q hold
strike, and If it be successful, Green
will be destroyed
we must crush Green, colonel. l
do not want to go back to England
and let it be said that ! was out gen.
erald by rebel. No, never!' exclaim
ed Rawdon, rising to his feet.
Then we make that attack at day
light. do we not?' asked the colonel.
Let us go now. But hold what
is the countersjgn for the pickets to.
night, my Lord?
England, answered the Lord Raw
don, lowering his voice.
Their horses were raddled, and the
officers were soon on their way. Kate
watched them till they were out of
sight, and then prepared for her
perilous journey. She threw shawl
over her head and went to the stable.
Her feet footed horse seemed to un-
derstand her, for he gave a loud
whlnny.
Our heroine saddlsd Selim, led him
from the stable, and was soon riding
toward G"eene's camp which was
eight miles distant.
The British pickets were four miles
distant, and she would be compelled
to pass through their lines; but as she
was in possession OF countersign she
did not fear the result.
Soon Kate saw the ricket's bayonet
in the moonlight and heard him cry
out:
'Who goes there?'
"A friend, with the countersign.'
advance friend, and give the
countersign.'
1 ishe approached the picket, and
whispered:
'EDgtandP
'All right; pass on
She had to pass four miles yet ere
she would be safe,so she urged on her
steed. Before she hand gone 100
yards from Guy Jackson q dozen
mounted Britons rode furiously up to
the picket, and their leader cried out:
Did any one pass this post a short
time sinceT
Yes, SIR was the picket's reply.
sDo you know who it was /?
Il do; it was Miss Heath
Had she the countersign, sir?'
She had
4 fear she is safe. Forward men!
If she escapes Green is safe. A hun,
dred golden guineaus and a commits
sion to the man who catches her!
Kate soon heard the sound of her
pursuers and she pushed on faster. 1t
was a race for life or death.
But her enemies gained upon her,
and one of them seemed bent on
catching her, for he was some yards
in advance of his comrades.
Halt, you cursed rebel 7
These were his last words, for Kate
fred, and the bullet crushed through
his brain.
The others did not stop to look at
their dead comrade, but passed on.
They neared her again, and another
received his death wound. The re-
mainder halted, and moment after
ward Kate heard the American picket
cry out:
Who goes there p
Kate Health cried our heroine, as
she dashed through the line.
The soldier had raised his gun, but
when he heard her name it was lower
ed, and he answered:
sAll right?'
The American camp was reached
Kate threw herself from the saddle
and entered the generals tent and
found him engaged in writing. He
raised his eyes, then rose to his feet
and said:
you came here at a late hour, Miss
Heath.
The brave girl told her story, and
the patriot grasped her hand, while
the tears trickled down his war-worn
cheeks.
| Thank Godl you have saved my
army, Miss Heath, I can never repay
you:'
Il want no payment. The thought
that I have done my duty and the
thanks of Nathaniel Greene are worth
more than gold and diamonds was
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