Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1901-01-17
Captain Maurice Fitzgerald is in this

city"
Notwithstanding the schooling she had
received and all her promises to remain
cool, she started back violently and fixed
her eyes in amazement on Molly's hand
some face.
''Aliye!' she whispered.
'Aliye and well!'
in prison. though; in the power of that
detestable Cunningham
"No, no: he is free
ooh, Molly, what is this you tell me-"
Ssh. Remember, now, that you must
keep your wits about you. His life de-
ponds on it." She then told her that
Maurice had for three or four days been
living in the hay loft of wealthy citi-
zen's barn.
Molly that day praised the good graces
Of her cousin, who was in the Irish regi-
ment -on Bushs Hill, and obtained per-
mission to visit him and for him to visit
her Amelia was told if she saw her lover
in the uniform Of British Grenadier
not to be in the least astonished, and to
pretend not to know him.
One day the domestic Bridget intro
duced her cousin, handsome, young fell
low, in red coat and shake, or bearskin
hat, of the British Grenadiers. He was
a handsome fellow, so the ladies all de-
clared, and if he had been an officer in
stead Of a common soldier, they would
have been ready to fall in love with him.
He made frequent visits to the house,
and poor Amelia was often compelled to
look on her lover with indifference when
her heart was longing for him. His slight
disguise was sufficient to deceive even
Sir John Harcourt, who often saw him
from a distance. A week passed before
the lovers met, then Molly Struggled him
to Amelia's apartment.
The meeting of those fond hearts can
be better imagined than described. They
were compelled to talk very low and re
strain all natural desire for demonstra-
ton. He told her of his escape and de-
termination to be near her, though she
was in the midst of his enemies. He also
gave her a graphic description of the de-
plorable condition of the American army
at Valley Forge; yet he talked hopefully
told her to put her trust in heaven, and
that all would come out we'll in the end.
While the lovers were holding this
stolen interview. Sir John, with carefully
powdered wig, dressed as if for a court
ball or reception, was in his apartment
porting over some documents too precious
to be left behind at the hall. His fine
features contracted and his smooth, white
brow was a mass of troubled wrinkles.
A British officer galloped UP to the
house, and, dismounting. flung the rein
to a servant and entered. He sent his
card to Sir John, who, hastily putting
away the papers, admitted him with
Captain Sanford, hope you bring me
favorable news"
POUNDS. Sir John, cannot say wheth-
er the information l bring is desirable or
not. We have information of a spy in
the city. Suspicion that for several days
has been gradually fastening itself in the
minds of some OF our secret service
agents has been fully confirmed, and we
know that Yankee spy, in the uniform
of a Grenadier, is in the camp. He has
been tracked to this house, and Captain
Mark Tapley. with party of dragons,
is coming to surround it."
Even as he spoke the loud clatter of
horses hoofs could be heard, and next
moment the house was surrounded.