Virginian-pilot. (Norfolk, Va.) 1898-1911, 1900-06-17

British and received the reward of his
treachcry, which VAS 100000 sterling,
and the rank of brigadier general
An effort was made TO recapture him.
n Eirg.nian by the name of John
champ pretended 10 desert, joined Ar
'loid camp and tried To lead him into
an ambush. Arnold changed his quar-
tiers so suddenly that the plot failed.
Champ made his escape. however. but
for fear chance should throw him in
BritisH hands Washington discharged
him.
Andre was tried by court martial
and sntenced to be hung. Tears were
IN Washington's eyes as he signed the
death warrant. Mr.. Hugh Whine Of
Tered to so and get Arnold and save
Andre, but Washington said No" that
1t would only mean the loss of two
brave men instead of one, and maybe
| more.
Mr. Whine exclaimed General, must
this traitor go unpunished." Wash
tngtcn looked up very quietly and said
There is a God, Mr.. Winnie who pun
ishes the traitor
When Arnold heard of the fate of
Andre ne wrote 4 letter to Washington
telling him he would avengc the death
of Andre osl any Americans who hap
pened 10 fail into his hands.
But 1t was Benedict Arnold that suf-
fercd instead of the country he tried
to betray, as we shall see. Three
months after going 10 the British he
was sent with strong detachment to
Virginia to destroy all he could, which
he did to all. hut the tobacco, which he
carried off with him. In one OF his
raids he captured an American cap
tain and asked him What would my
country men do with me Were they
to recapture me-" He answered him
frankly, They would cut off the leg
1al To-,
it with all military honors: the rest of
you they would hang on the gall0ws."
reward of 500 guncas was offered
for his person dead or alive. When he
found that every one was searching for
his life he asked Lord CORVALLIS to
send him to New York. CORVALLIS,
glad to get !fd of the traitor. sent him.
After the war he went to England and
was miserable all the rest of his life.
Here is an incident which plainly shows
he was haunted by his guilt all his
life: a Fronchman named Talleyrand
was forced to fly for his life from his
Paris home during the French revoiu-
tion. He determined to so to America
but first to try to find some American
who could give him Il letter to some
friend so he could get work. He came
to an irn In Havre and asked the inn
keeper us there an American staying
at your house?" There IS a man. but
l cannot tell whether English or Ameri-
cam, but I think he is an American"
Tallcyrand ascended the stairs. raped
on the strangers door and entered. He
told his story in French and broken
English to the rich. dressed man who
sat isl the corner Of the room. II am
an outoast: | dare not return to my
home; l must hurry to get away or
lose my life. Give me, | pray YOU, If
You are an Amrcan. a letter to some
friend" The stranger arose, and with
Il look that Tallcyrlnd never forgot,
walked backwards toward the door of
another room saying, 81 am the only
man born in America who can raise his
hand to Heaven and say truly l have
nor one friend; no not one, in all Amer
lea; nay. in the whole world" What
is your name?" cried Talleyrand My
name, said tn stranSr. with n hooking
smile. My name is Benedict Arnold"
The door closed on the man. Talley
land sank into The chair formerly oc-
cupied by Arlcfd gasping the words,
arnold the traitor"
He had concealed himself at this inn
in Havre. thinking himself safe from
detection, but his crimes compel him To
tell his name. Thus he wandered
frlendless through life.
His death was horrible. Here is n
sketch: rude garnet, III a low court
in London, in which are several old
corner, on which lies the form OF Il
dying man. His feet are incased in
long military boots; his strong hands
clutch the air; the death sweat stands
on his brow; an aged minister is bend
ing over him. do you die Chris
tian?" asks the old man. Can II glve
me back my honor?' answers the dying
man. Come with me, aged man; come
Gar across the waters. All. we are
there. There is my home-there is the
green by which | played; but another
flag waves there instead of the one
that waved when ] was a boy. There
is the church in which ! learned of
God: lut Were | to go through that
town to-day the very babies would
r5riSr TIT.
the very graves would shrink from my
touch. / have no friends" Again the
old minister asks "DO YOU die a Chris
tian?' Can it give me back my
honor?" again asks the dying man.
Listen he says, over the waves sits
George Washington. telling the story of
the eight years war over there IN
his palace sits the King of England
mourning the loss of his colonies. and J.
who was first to strike Il blow for free
dom, am here dying like n dog" Again
the minister asks the same question
and receives the same answer. Look. :"
eXclaims the dying man as he draws
out Il val!se. and with some help from
the minister succeeds in getting on the
suit of blue trimmed with silver, and
then turning to the minister he said
May God forgive me for wearing any
other" When il was on he appeared
to DE in the past. Hist" he cries
''Silence along the lines not n whisper
on pain of death as we move up those
rocks. There one more blow and Que
bee is ours. Hark We. Montgomery. we
meet in the town in victory or die"