Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-08-13
Many Years
 Ago
By PHILIP CARLETON
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- ' THE youths face was ardent and
 pleading, the maiden's coy and re- sisting.
 '.You know thatmy father never will consent so long as you ally yourself with the rebels,'' said she, glancingg into the manly open face and dropping her eyes modestly. ''I have told you so many times"
 'But what has politics to do with lover" cried the youth. You know how long have loved you and you have regarded my suit with favor until our people turned on their oppressors. Since last year, when the patriots made the stand at Bunker Hill, you have had but cold words for me. And yet know from your eyes that you still feel kindly toward me-"
 It was in the shadowy cool of a modest brick house in Philad eIphia on hot day in early July in 1776, and the personages were a stalwart young man of five and twenty, clad in the knee brooches silken oseand cut~away coat of that day, and a dainty damsel of IS, redIipped, bright-eyed and al together alluring in her brocade gown and r-ustling pettieoat.
 q fear you do not think so much of me as did the gallant knights of the story books replied the maiden, spouting.-
 'I swear will go as far as any of i them to do you any service" he re- piled, eagerly
 . ''But you will not give up your stub born support of the cause of the king S enemies" she replied with spirit. ''It your love for me is so strong why do you choose to erect between us an un- surmountable barrier?"
 'sYou would not have me do violence to my principles?" the young man spoke sternly.
 ssMy father says that the principle is all on the other loyalty to the king, obedience to the law, support of the mother country" replied the girl, "and that the country has gone wild over the infiammatory teachings of a lot of ambitious and designing leaders. I heard him say only yesterday to Mir. Edward Alaine''
 etAlaine-yes thought that was the direction in which the wind blew ,'' in terrupted the youth, rising and pac- ing back and forth across the room 'sWell, surely he is Tory enough to suit even Col. Gordon. Mistress Elizabeth Gordon, are you going to throw me over for that cockney?T
 < @I have not said so, MT. Charles Cal vert," replied the girl demurely. ssMy father approves his suit and he is no cockney, but an English gentleman There is no better family in the king, l dom than the Alaines, my ia ther says ;
 Charles turned scarlet with jea1- ous1y and rage. 3'SVery well,'' he said 1 loftily. eff you prefer to marry man i because of his politics and his family, rather than for his. merits and the dictates of your heart, I will retire from the contest.''
 "Good-by, MT. Charles Calvert, she said, demurely, as he turned toward eyes which caused his anger to drop from him, and he addressed her again:
 Forgive me, sweetheart; I was mad with jealousy. What do you care for King George and his king dom? Your life is cast here, and your sweet smiles should be for the patriots, rather than the oppressors. g
 ."But is, it not only a. hopeless re- belhon?" asked Elizabeth, seriously. Father says they will all be beaten in few months-as soon as the king and parliament realize the necessity of sending over enough ships and sol diers, and then all the rebels will be hanged, imprisoned or transported. I'm sure I don't want to be a widow before I ann 20, nor yet to be be- trothed to felon.''
 ''The patriots will win,' replied Charles, sturdily.
 ''What do you care, anyway" cried the girl, suddenly softening and lay ing white little hand on her lovers arm You are well-born, and prop erty-holder. These troublesome times will soon be over, and if the rebel lion is crushed, you will lose your