The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1924-11-28

| only to reach New York with his
treasure and Arnold to hold the con-
fldencs Of his chief for few days
and, before the leaves had fallen. the
war would end. The American army
and its master mind would be at the
mercy Of Sir Henry Clinton
Andre would have reached New
York that night II The vulture had
not changed her position on account
Of shot from the battery below
Stony Point. For that. credit must be
given to the good scout Solomon
Binkus. The ship was not In sight
when the two men came out In their
boat from the west shore of the river
while the night was falling. Arnold
had heard the shot and now that the
ship had left he feared that his treach-
cry was suspected.
Il may want to get away in that
boat myself" he suggested to Andre.
"She will not return until she gets
orders from you or me-" the Britisher
assured him.
II wonder what has become of her."
said Arnold.
"She has probably dropped down
the river for some reason" Andre
answered. what am l to do?"
'Ill take you to the house of a
man l know who lives near the river
and send you to New York by horse
with passports In the morning. You
can reach the British lines tomorrow"
81 would like that" Andre ex-
claimed. at would afford me well
come survey Of the terrain"
Smith will give you a suit of
clothes that will fit you well enough"
said the traitor You and he are
about of a size. 1t viii be better for
you to be In citizens dress"
SO 1t happened that in the darkness
of the September evening Smith and
Andre, the latter riding the blazed-
face mare, set out for Kings Ferry,
where they were taken across the
river. They rode few miles south of
the landing to the shore of Crom pond
and spent the night with a friend of
Smith. In the morning the latter went
on with Andre until they had passed
Pines bridge on the Croton river.
Then he turned back.
Now Andre Jared along down the
road alone on the back of the mare
Nancy. He came to an outpost of the
Highland army and presented his
pass. 1t was examined and endorsed
and he went on his way. He met
transport wagons, a squad of cavalry
Iofo aof of mi
ing up from western Connecticut, but
no one stopped him. In the faded hat
ind coat and trousers Of Reuben
Smith, this man, who called himself
John Anderson, was not much unlike
the farmer folk who were riding
hther and thither In the neutral terri
tory, on their petit errands. His face
was different. 1t was the well-kept
face of an English aristocrat with
handsome dark eyes and hair begin
ming TO turn gray.
A little out of Tarrytown on the
highway the horseman Travelled,
group of three men were hidden In the
bush-ragged, reckless, unlettered
country lads waiting for cows to come
uOWu out u lHt VIII iunu 10 DC
MIXED. They were "skinners" In the
patriot militia, some have said; some
that they were farmers sons TO: In
the army. However that may have
been, they were undoubtedly rough,
hard-fsted fellows full of the lawless
spirit bred by five years of desperate
warfare. They were looking for
Tories as well as for cattle. Tories
were their richest prey, for the latter |
would give high rewards to be ex- |
cused from the oath of allegiance.
They came out upon Andre and chal- |
lenged him. The latter knew that he |
had passed the American outposts |
and thought that he was near the
British lines. He was not familiar |
with the geography of the upper east
shore. He knew that the so-called |
neutral territory was overrun by two
Brlti~h being called the
'Iower" and the Yankees the Upper"
"What party do you belong tor"
Andre demanded.
1.-THE Lower" said one of the
Yankees.
(TO BE CoNTINUED.)