The Birmingham age-herald., 1902-09-14
A Stirring Story of Love and Ad> venture in Revolutionary Days.
BY HAMBLEN SEARS
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you give me your parole till the end of the war?
 knew 1t long before he said 1t, and leaning back on my pillow 1 told him l could not.
 Give ye his parole, you raving idiot" cried Dow-never was such an actor lived as that same chirurgeon. Why, look, man! look" and with that he unwound the bandages he had begun to replace and laid bare the wound. I looked down at it and my gorge rose at the sight. T was a slit, a ragged cut from my right hip up along the ribs near to my should CT, good twelve inches. Only by the grace of chance was 1t that Hazeltines point had not caught on a rib and gone through me. And the edges stood even now far apart and ugly and irregular.
 "Parole?" went on the doctor. Why. man. he cannot hold a sword for a year!' Atherton looked at 1t and took my hand again.
 Friend" said he. Twill ye give me your parole for six months? To tell ye the truth, your army cannot hold out that long, and l am safe"
 By chance I caught the doctors eye. and knew in some way that he bade me accept 1t. so. lying back again, I told Atherton that I would.
 Then I get you out of here when you can move"
 Again I gave him my hand and thanked him till he swore he'd hear no more and went off with Low.
 And so the days passed on, quickly enough for matter of three weeks. And then beginning to feel stronger, 1 began to fret and worry and wonder when I would get away and what was happen- ing at West Point. and where were my companions in Putnam's division, and what of Curtls-or Philipse, as l should call him-and Acton. l was up now and walking over the house, but not allowed to go out. I talked to Low when we were alone about the best way of going and he had a plan all arranged. But I had another that was worth ten of his, for that 1t had another purpose which I could only talk over with one other per- son, and that one the baroness Her husband had been away all the time in the south with his Germans, and so saw much of her-much of every one, In fact, except Mistress Debby, who would talk with me less and less.
 So one day 1 broached my plan to the good lady. At first she said t would be impossible, and then, her eyes shining, she said should do 1t, if she could bring 1t about. And we began the scheme by her telling my proud mistress that I was shortly going away.
 When next I got word with her we had but just finished tea and were walk ing in the great drawing room, she and I. saw how silent she was, and with some misgivings began:
 Deborah"
 'Yes?"
 Deborah soon must get back to my camp" said l, gently.
 You cannot gol You would not go, would you?' cried she. You are not we'll enough Will you leave mel"
 'I am quite well now" answered, as quietly as I could
 You are not you are not!" she mur- mured. taking hold of my arm and look Ing at me. You could not stand the dreadful camp life"
 "I must, dear. I cannot waste my life here.'
 "Waste?' said she, slowly.
 You know well what I mean"
 She sat down then, and I by her, and naught was said for awhile.
 'T cannot let you gol' said she pres ently.
 "There's one way out of it." said I. Up came her troubled face and looked at me.
 twill you come with me?"
 The fair face set and the eyes looked straight into mine
 q would go anywhere in the world with you. But what could you do with me in a camp?"
 What did the Baroness Riedesel fin her castle in Germany, when her husband left her for 8 camp three thousand miles across the sea?'
 And brought her children with her, too," she murmured Then, looking up. she added hastily T do not fear to go, believe me, dear.'
 "I never once thought you did" And the baroness coming in then, she ran to her and threw her arms around her neck and kissed her. I stood by moment, and then the little lady turned towards me, laid her two hand in mine, and look ing at me and at the baroness she said:
 "I'll go gladly. Wilt take me?n
 Aye, that I will, Debby dear, and God bless your brave heart. T will be a diff ferent life from this and you do not like the cause"
 "'T is yours and shall be mine. And t Is Roberts too."
 we have a little plan" said the bar oness to her, Merton and 1. You shall be married here in this house, and Cap tain Atherton will get you out"
 "Oh!" cried the brazen mink. T think I'll go as I am."
 'What!'' cried the baroness.
 I'm married enough now" quoth the lady with a twinkle in her eye.
 You naughty grill" said the scandal ized matron again.
 "'T is but form" said Deborah, land I'm satisfied now"
 "Lieber Herr Je," cried the mortified baroness, raising her hands and looking at the girl in amazement
 I could stand it no longer, but must spoil all by laughing.
 What have you two in volir heads 7H asked the mystlfied lady.
 "Naught but this, ma am said Mis- tress Deborah, and with a sweeping