Putnam patriot., 1925-04-03
The Story Of Israel Putnam
 And Margaret Moncriefe

York. He had learned in addition that a woman was not always trust worthy when speaking of another wo- man.
 In the barn he found the girl he sought, her arms about the sleek neck of black charger, her cheek against his muzzle. She turned quickly when he spoke and stared, wide eyed and ingenious, at this darkly handsome young man in dusty buff and blue. Burr explained briefly that he had come to take her to General Putnam in New York.
 "i have no desire to go to New York;" she said coldly. .I wish to return to my father on Staten Island. Why are you to make such proposal to mel"
 Burr handed her the credentials prepared by Putnam. When she had read them she smiled--a challenging. provocative smile that was not vast ed upon Burr. Then, confidingly, she slipped her hand into his and they returned to the house together.
 The men of the escort had dis mounted and were sprawled about up- on the grass, smoking and testing. One of them, Hickey, watched the girl narrowly as she approached. He caught her eye and raised his hand in quick sign. Instantly. the girl turn ed to Burr.
 Please" she begged prettily, may one of your men saddle my horse while l pack my belongings.n
 As the major gave the order, she replied to Hickey's signal The sol- dier nodded and she ran into the house humming a gay little song. Before they mounted and rode away, she had opportunity for minutes s clandestine conversation with him. By certain words. each satisfied the other that they were fellow members of the British secret service. Hickey explained that whenever possible he would stand on the beach below the seawali bordering Putnam's head quarters at certain times each day. She was to signal him by whistling Charlie is my darling" a Jacobite song and therefore hateful to ad- herents Of the House of Hanover. He would reply by snapping his fingers. Then, she was to toss over the wall whatever information she had gather ed
 To Gain Information
 To gain such information, Mar garet Moncrieffe intended to work her way into the wartime Society of New York. She was to ingratiate herself with civilians, but she was to pay particular attention to the officers of the garrison. exercising those wiles which her absolute father had excellent proof she possessed, to wiring from them military information of value.
 Meanwhile, she was not to take so seriously her activities as a social climber that they should detract from the chief purpose of her mission. If possible, she was to work her way into the confidence of the austere Father of His Country, upon his return from Philadelphia. If this could not be done, she was to assist the conspira- tors by whatever means chance should bring to her hands, in their grand plan for the kidnapping of Wash ington.
 All this she reviewed hastily to the complete satisfaction of Hickey who then retired. and the most spectacu- lar climber who ever invaded the Society of New York, appeared before Burr and announced that she was ready to depart. At length the party got into the saddle again and rode away, she and Burr leading, side by side, the escort clattering along be- hind, By the end of the first mile, he had ceased to regard the long jour ney ahead with boredom and resent ment. By the end of the third. he was calling her Margaret, unreproved, and trying to make this demure, charming creature at his side call him Aaron. By the time they were five miles from Elizabethport, Burr was making fervid. low-voieed love to her and she, with softness in