The Birmingham age-herald., 1902-08-03
None But the Brave

CHAPTER XVIII.
The Dinner of Baroness RledeseI.

The Dinner of Baroness Rledesel.
 At the stroke of six the next night l stood before the fine mansion which the Baroness RiedeseI occupied, with fore bo6ing, and, to tell good truth. a bit of a f,uttering in my insides. We. Acton and l, had late in the night slipped back Into Inc rulned house and found the old wo- man lying in the back room nearly deao with terror, and with the mark of a foul blow over her eye and down her cheek We got her up and brought her to, only to find Hazelton gone. Twas no place for us, and so, on her advice. and deem Ing the open method wisest, we betook ourselves to the Star and Garter" a boarding house kept by Mrs. Hodges at the Battery. down below Cllnton's man. ,ion and over against old Fort George.
 There VIC stayed all day. working out, partly from our window view. partly rom our information, the lay of the land back of Arnolds house. just above the Commander-in-Ch Chiefs manson. Only once went out to find a man named Low, who had been mentioned to me as brave patriot of the Sons of Liberty serve his country by staying in the city ! doctor-c chirurgeon. I went down Wall Street, by the hosts of shops that had aces and silks and satins in their win low and rare fruits, and met ladies 1aintily picking their way from carriages Through the muddy streets full of pit 'alls and holes and filthy gutters where the drains ran.
 Four times in that hour I met carts nit at -n completely as to prevent one from seeing half a dozen dead bodies lying one on the other beneath the covering, going, so a Ihopkeeper told me. to the trenches up above the city, where they were thrown 10 rot in the sun and rain Many of them were my compatriots, who had lain in the Sugar House or Bridewell Prison-for many thousands of our poor fellows lay here still, since the day, more than three years ago, when I had marched north with Putnam for my life. Low I found 1t last, and a good man and true he was to me- Somehow he knew of my com Ing, and we arranged a pian TOT an att lack at the foot of Arnolds garden two days hence
 Then I left Acton. telling him-more shame be 1t to me-that l was going to sup in order that I might get word of Arnolds habits. And yet what came of
 
 bit, had l foreseen 1t. And so 1 was ush- cred into the drawing-room in the finest coat and breeks could buy in the shops and tie and lace front that made me feel like a gaudy poppinjay from some sickly European court. The baroness came in a moment and kindly bade me sit saying the others would be there in a few moments. Indeed 1 found the cus- tom prevailed to arrive half an hour late, wEich seemed to me then, and does still, to be foolish bit of inane fashion.
 Do you know" said she, with genuine tears in her eyes, that we have just heard of our friend Major Andres hor- rible sentence. Did you know him, Mir. Merton?'
 "1 never saw him, but he was a good and true gentleman" I answered.
 These are terrible days. I cannot sleep O nights for thinking that my lit- tie daughters may catch this terrible plague. Only this afternoon my husband told me that twenty-seven of the poor prisoners died of 1t yesterday on the prison ships in the harbor. I wish 1 might do something to aid them, but. beautiful as our house is we have hard labor to get wood and food, such is the price of all necessaries.''
 My better self warmed to the lady, and l told her she had a good heart, and that l, too could not keep my thoughts from the wretched prisoners. ! Governor Try on and General Fatter- son, the commandant of the town are goodness itself to me-" said she. But t Is a terrible time and often I yearn and long for my own dear Brunswick"
 Tis indeed a terrible time ma am,