Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-11-19
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A REAL DAUGHTER OF THE REVOLUTION
Copyright 1So4, by J. B. Lippineost Company.
By CAROLINE GEBEzARDT.

I less person. she said severely, land wish he would not come to my fathers house at all unless he can so time his coming that it will not be so upsetting to our nerves and so hazardous to all concerned" with which she turned toward the dwell Ing. The scouts Bessemer sent out came back with doleful tales of the impass- able condition of the roads, swollen streams, and treacherous marshes, so that Bessemer was fain to crave from Jane the stretching of her hos pitality to cover a nights lodging for him and his men. {
 "The hospitality of Ellery planta- i ton, dear colonel" she answered, 'shas never yet been strained until it broke, and should be shamed in- deed were it not sufficiently expan- sive to shelter you and yours. My 'on1y regret is that my father and mother should not have the pleasure of welcoming you in person.
 !! When she went to her room that night she threw wide the windows and looked out. The tents showed little white specks in the dark. She could hear the measured tread of the sentries as they paced their beats along the gravel at either side of the house, and at it's front and rear as we'll. Another sentry paced the length of the long, gloomy avenue. This was war, brought home to her more closely than it had been during all the six years of the conflict. =
 She drew down her blinds with a 1 sigh. She could not but remember that her brother was on his way to l join in it on the British side, and that l others, almost as dear to her, were already engaged upon the American.
 She crept into bed with an ache at her heart such as had seldom been there in the 19 sheltered years of her life. She tossed restlessly from side to side. Now hot coals were be- ing heaped upon her eyes. Good heavens, what was 1t? She awakened with cry of terror. A fierce light was filling her room. There were Rhrieks and shots and wild commo- tion- The door between her bed chamber and her dressingroom burst open, and her black nanny ran in screaming, with outstretched arms.
 ''Oh, my honey lamb, by pressed baby chile. Oh Lawd, presahv dis innocent one from youah mighty wrath" %
 What is it? What is itP" Jane de- handed, sliding from her bed and staring .with wide eyes, first at the reddening window and then at the old woman.
 .'It's de debbi1, honey, de debbil broke loose am come wid his legions to devour us. De Lawd hab risen in His wrath an our days am num- bered."
 Outside Jane's door were shrieks and moans and prayers. Beneath her window she could hear shots and the trampling of horses feet and the cracking of the flames.
 She threw on a dressing gown, sup p1emented it with long cloak, dragged her nightcap from her head, gathered her masses of hair into a loose coil, and, with hasty toilet, pre- pared to descend.
 "Oh Gawd," nanny screamed, "dis heah chile ain't nebah gwine down dah to be shot like trapped beastis Oh my honey, my honey chile, don't you do nothin' like dat. You stay heah wid youah ole nanny"
 Nonsense" said Jane impatiently extricating herself from the en- tangling black arms, "arh to stay up here in truth like trapped beast and make no effort for the preserva- tion of my fathers property? Me thinks I should i'll deserve the name of Ellery were I to. remain inactive at such time"
 She unlocked the door with em- phatic hand, and, as it opened at her touch she saw the cause of the groans and sobs that had been waited through her 1eyhole. There, hud- d1ed in disconsolate group. some upon their knees, others weeping upon neighboring shoulders, were the wo- men house-servants in all conceivable styles Of disarray
 s'Oh missy, sal2e us. sabe us! De