The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1917-03-10

On CnaflOtte, come mere tliiS
minute. Here is a letter from your
Aunt Ellen Gillem of Boston; just
listen: oh my dear sister: What
is to become of us! The British
war ships have closed the harbor
and when we rebelled the officers
killed three men. One of them was
dear old Mr. Ratliffe who used to
make our shoes for us. The British
have lifted almost all the taxes as
you know but the tax on tea; and
the other day number of our
brave lads dressed as Indians and
threw it all overheard. John says
that the colonies will not stand for
it much longer and he is cleaning
the old musket up now. Robert is
wild about the prospects of war,
He has had several fights with the
Mitchell boy because his father is
Tory you know. What does James
say about the British?
'Elinor has been sewing. She
is making mufflers and knitting
mittens. She says she is sure. they
will be needed. But oh dear sister
God is a just God aud let us look
to him for aid in this trouble. May
England soon come to see as we do
that taxation without representa-
ton is tyranny
Your loving sister,
ELLEN GILLEM.'"
When the letter was ended the
daughter looked up in her mothers
face - her lovely face looked
troubled and her pretty blue eyes
were full of tears. The mothers
face bore the same expression as
! she said, Daughter we must be
brave, we must do as Elinor: sew,
work and pray and in the end all
will come out all right" And her
, thoughts were Of the sisters home
| The Gillem home itself was a
large old house with it's hipped
roof, dromer windows and large
veranda. 1t looked not unlike other
houses of that time but had been
perhaps better taken care OF. In.
| side the house was large hall
! Many doors opened into spacious
rooms. The sitting room with its
large book case, fireplace and large
old fashioned furniture looked very
home-like. Here many pleasant
evenings had been spent by the Gil
lens before the beginning of the
war Returning to the hall and
passing through side door one
found themselves In a beautiful
garden. Since it was June the flow
ers were in bloom. Looking east
| from the garden and on the waters
edge was a beautiful arbor covered
| with pretty vines and flowers.
| Here in the arbor sat Elinor. Hei
face wore a sad and troubled look
| She had accidently overheard g
general of their army and other con
spirators plotting to burn the
Mitchell home and force the family
to flee. Mr. Mitchell was a kint
hearted old man who was old fash
toned in his ways. He had always
believed in the English and now re
fused to fight against them. His
| son, a stalwart young man, was 6
boy for any father to be proud of
He was tall. straight, had ligh
curly hair and deep blue eyes. HI
was all his father had. Thu:
thought the noble minded, darl
haired daughter Of the Gillem home
She and Richard, better known a!
Dick, had been friends from child
hood. They had spent many ;
happy hour together in this garden
What could she do to save him ant
his father? The plot was to b,
carried out at midnight and 1t wa
now eight o'clock How could sh,
slip away from the family? Wha
would happen to her il her folk
knew that she had freed Tory
And yet she would do 1t and TAX
the consequence. She ran rapidly t
] the house donned an old gray shaw