The Coolidge examiner., 1933-07-07

/ he said. Reckon he thought a
woman couldn't be so stout. He
/ drew a big God-o'-mercy pistol and
fired at my head. He missed me.
| didn't miss him. 1t was him or
me. and he got it. Tried to bring
him to but | couldn't. Carried
him off in the bush and looked over
his papers-mOstly maps of the
/ country around I'll and Wood creek
and the upper Hudson. They were
signed Gabriel Carrick. There
were also a few letters. put on
his clothes and cap and left mine
there. With a pair of scissors and
n small looking glass in my pack,
| trimmed my hair to about the
length of his. His hair and mine
were alike in color. With his
hanger and pistol and the papers
in my pocket, | went on.
Near the town was a large camp
of the British and the headquarters
of Sir Guy Carleton. Got through
all right. wrote note to Miss
Fayerweather in care of General
/ Carleton, thinking ii possible that
she would be at his house for | re-
membered that the letter signed
Nancy had been sent in his care.
| told her that n scout then quar-
tered at the address of my sister
had just returned from Yankee
land with important news for her.
She was there. She came in a shay
with an aide of the general. She
dismissed the aide. Never have |
seen such a beautiful maiden-like
a young fawn in midsummer.
fell in love with her myself. | shall
never forget the look of her when
she opened the letter and ate it up
with her eyes. She kissed il and
held it before her face. knew
what that meant
"Is it too late? | asked.
"She arose and looked down at
me proud and kind O. scornful.
"'You do not know hlmT That
is what she said.
"'Yes | know him and know
about Nancy
again she looked at me with big
wide eyes.
"'Then | shall tell you that you
have come in the nick of time
"She came and took my face in
her hands and kissed my forehead
and says she:
~ could love every one who
knows him. Can you take me back
with youT
1T is a long hard journey with
many nights in the OPEN | said.
1t is not for you. There are dan
gers and my canoe would not hold
two of u.s.
"She sat down at a table and
wrote a letter to you with my sis
ter's pen. Here IL is"
Mrs. Bowlby drew the letter
from the pocket in her skirt and
gave II to the young man. He read
! it eagerly:
MY beloved: Your letter is like
a warm wind In the spring. II has
blown the clouds out of my sky. A
few drops of rain fell as they were
going. God is good TO US. can
no longer doubt that our love has
His favor in spite of the fact that
| have learned how to swear. Even
the best of Americans know how
to do that. It's In the blood.
have heard General Burgoyne say
that America is so full of trouble
swamps, roots, mosquitoes, bad
weather. plaques and savages-
that even religion is hard work so
that every one who tries to practice
it needs a minute TO rest now and
then. When you add war TO all
this even women should have a
minute or two. often, for needed
relaxation. am happy now-like
a ship come to anchor in quiet wa
ter with green trees in sight after
a hard voyage. was dreading to-
morrow. | had promised to give
Harry Gage his answer tomorrow.
Now know what II will be.
shall be going into Yankeeland,
with the army. if | do not find a
way TO go before il leaves. should
try to go with the bearer but he
is a curious looking stranger and
since he has heard me talk he
might be afraid of me. | am only
a maiden-God help me-and what
can | do but wait? When you learn
that the British army has moved
south you may know that am
with it If | am not dead of old
age. think that we have had
enough of this suffering for the
sake of posterity. Mother Enslow
tells me of an old tradition among
her people that when three sevens
come together in a date America
will be free and Independent. She
reminds me how often the number
seven has been honored in sacred
history-how God rested the sew
enth day and made il the Sabbath.
She tells of the seven vials, the
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