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WHIG AGAINST TORY:


OR, THE


MILITARY ADVENTURES OF A SHOEMAKER.


A TALE OF THE REVOLUTION.



FOR CHILDREN.


STERBOTYPED BY TAMB8 CONNBB, MWYW-TOML


HARTFORD:
SILAS ANDRUS AND SON.

1851.















Entered according to act of Congress, in the year 1831, by
A. H. MALTBY, in the Clerk's office of the District of Con-
nectica.t














/










CONTENTS.


PAGE
Introduction, 3
CHAP. I. Gen. P. tells about the early life of Enoch
*Crosby, 9
CHAP. II. Gen. P. tells about the war, and how Crosby
enlisted as a soldier for oner campaign, 14
UnAP. III. Gen. P. tells how Crosby again enlisted asi-
soldier, and of his singular adventures, 35
CHAP. IV. Gen. P. tells how Crosby enlisted in the
service of the Committee of Safety, and how he was
taken prisoner, 54
CHAP. V. Gen. P. tells how Crosby contrived to effect
his escape, 66
CHAP. VI. Gen. P. tells about Crosby's visit to a mountain
cave-how he was again taken prisoner-and the
manner in which he escaped, 74
CHAP. VII. Gen. P. tells about the farther adventures of
Crosby-how he was obliged to show his secret
pass-how he resided at a Dutchman's-how after-
wards he was cruelly beaten and wounded.-Con-
clusion, 90












INTRODUCTION.
Will yni tell me a story this evening, father?"
asked William P., a fine lad of twelve years of age,
the son of General P., who had been a gallant
officer in the revolutionary war.
And what story shall I tell you, my son ?"
said the general.
"Something about the war, father."
You are always for hearing about the war,
William," said General P. "I have toc.you al-
most all the stories I recollect. And beies, Wil-
liam, if you love to hear about war so well, when
you are young, you will wish to be a soldier, when
you become a man."
"And would you not wish to have me a soldier,
father, if war should come ?-you was once a sol








dier, and I have heard people say, that you was
very brave, and fought like a hero !"
Well, well, William," said- the general, I
must tell you one story more. Where are Henry
and John ? You may call them-they will like to
hear the story too."
(Enter William, Henry and John.)
Henry. Father William says you are going
to tell us a story about the war! what- "
I ...


John. "Shall you t
where you fought ?"


us about some battle,








Gen. P. Sit down, my children, sit down.
Did I ever tell you about Enoch Crosby ?"
William. Enoch Crosby? why, I never
heard of such a man."
Henry. Nor did I."
Gen. P. I suppose not; but he was a brave
man, and did that for his country, which is worthy
to be told."
John. Was he a general, father ?"
Gen. P. ",No; he was a spy."
William. A spy a spy! father, I thought a
spy was an odious character ?"
Gen. P. "Well, a real spy is generally so con
sidered. I think it would be more appropriate to
say, that he was an informer. During the war,
many Americans were employed to obtain informa-
tion about the enemy. They were often soldiers,
and received pay, as did the soldiers, and some-
times obtained information, which was very impor-







tant, especially about the stories, or ach Amneri
cans as favoured thE British cause.
Henry. "Is that she meaning of the word tory?"
Gen. P. Yes; stories were Americans, who
wished that the British arms might succeed, and
the king of England might still be king of the colo-
nies. Those who wished differently, and who fought
against the British, were called whigs."
John. "Was Crosby a whig?:'
Gen. P. Yes; no man could be more devo-
ted to the liberty of his country."
William. Whence were the names whig and
tory derived ?"
Gen. P. Do you wish to krow the original
meaning of the words, my son?"
William. "Yes, sir."
Gen. P. The word tory, the learned Webster
says, was derived from the Irish, in which language
it signifies a robber. Tor, in that language, means
a bush; and hence tory, a robber, or bushman;






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because robbers often secrete themselves in 'the
bushes. The meaning of the word whig, I am un-
able to tell you. Its origin is uncertain. It was
applied, as I told you, to those who fought for the
liberty of America."
William. If the word tory means a robber,
it was very properly applied to those, who wished
to rob the people of America of their rights-
don't you think so, father ?"
Gen. P. "Exactly so, William-a very just
remark."
John. Father! I thought you was going to
tell about Enoch Crosby ?- "
Gen. P. "True, master John, we will begin."


CHAPTER I.
GEN. P. TELLS ABOUT THE EARLY LIFE OF
ENOCH CROSBY.
Gen. P. Enoch Crosby was born in Massa-





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chusetts, in 1750. When he was only three years
old, his father took him, and the rest of his family,
into the state of New-York to live. He was a far-
mer, and had bought a farm in Southeast, a town
which borders on the state of Connecticut.
'*Southeast is a wild, rough, and romantic place
Its hills are high and steep. Several cataracts tum-
ble over precipices, and fall upon the ear with
deafening noise. Two rivers, called the Croton
and the Mill river, wind through the place. Several
large ponds enrich the scenery.
In this rude, but yet delightful country, Enoch
Crosby lived, till he was sixteen years old. He
was a strong and active boy. He could climb the
highest hills without fatigue, and walk on the
brink of frightful precipices without fear. His
playmates admired him for his courage. He al-
ways took the lead because they wished it-they
loved him, because he was generous and noble.
When Enoch was sixteen years of age, mid-






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fortune came upon his father. The family had
lived comfortably. They were prosperous farmers
-but now, a blast came-I know not the cause--
but it came, and they were poor.
Enoch's father decided that his son must learn
a trade. It was no hardship for him to work-
this he had been accustomed to. In those times,
people laboured harder than now-a-days. Industry
was a virtue-idleness a shame. And it was hard
labour, and solid fare, that made the men of those
times so much stronger, than those of the present
generation.
"Enoch loved labour, and was willing to learn
a trade. But it was hard parting with friends,
when the day arrived, that he was to go from home.
It was settled that he should be a shoemaker, and-
should learn the trade of a man in a neighbour-
ing town.
The morning, at length, came, when he was
to go. His bundle of clothes was nicely put up






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by his mother; and his father added a few shil-
lings to his pocket-and then came the blessing of
his worthy parents, with their good advice, that
he should behave well, and attend to the duties
of his place.
And, said his tender mother-a tear starting
from her eye, which she wiped away with the cor-
ner of her lindsey-woolsey, while she spake-
'your Bible, Enoch, you will find in your bundle
-dont't forget that-and you must pray for us-
my son-'
"She could say no more-and Enoch could
hear no more. Without even bidding them 'fare-
well'-for his heart was too full for that-he
shouldered his little pack, and took his way down
-the lane, which led to the road he was to take
At a few rods distance, he stopped to take one
more look of the old place, so dear to him. His
mother was standing at the window. She had felt
the full tenderness of a mother for him before-






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but his love of home-his pause-his gaze-his
tears-now almost overwhelmed her.


SEnoch caught a glimpse c his mother, and saw
her agony. He could trust himself no longer-
and summoning his energies, hurried over thejiills,
which soon hid the scenes of his youth from his
view.
In after years-many years after--even when
he became an old man, he would speakof this scene,







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with deep feeling. He could never forget it. He
said he felt for a time alone in the world-cut off
from all he held dear. I do not wonder," said
Gen. P. "that he felt much, for well do I remem-
ber the pain I felt, the first time leaving home."


CHAPTER II.
GEN. P. TELLS ABOUT THE WAR, AND HOW
ENOCH CROSBY ENLISTED AS A SOLDIER FOR
ONE CAMPAIGN.
Gen. P. "Before night, Enoch reached his
new home. His countenance had somewhat bright-
ened; yet his heart felt sad, for some days.
On the following morning, his master introdu-
ced him into the shop. He had a seat assigned him
provided with awls, thread, wax, and the more so-
lid, but equally needful companion, a lapstone.
"Enoch proved a good apprentice. At first, the
confinement was irksome. He had been used to






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the open air-to the active exercise of the field
-to the free, healthful breeze of the mountain. It
was tiresome to sit all day, in a confined shop. But
he made himself contented, and, in a little time,
found his employment quite pleasant."
John. "Didn't he want to see his mother?"
Gen. P. "Doubtless he did. He would not be
likely to forget her; and I hope he did not neg-
lect her good advice. And, when permission was
given him, he went home to visit his friends, and
always with delight.
"In 1771, the apprenticeship of Enoch ended,
He was now twenty-one years old-a man grown
--industrious-honest-and ready to begin busi-
ness for himself.
"Old Mr. Crosby was a strong whig-a man of
reading and information-one who took a deep
interest in the welfare of his country.
About the time that Enoch first left home to
lcarn his trade, the troubles of America began






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with England. The king and his ministers became
jealous of the Americans. They thought them
growing too fast--' They will soon,' said they, 'be-
come proud, and wish to be free and independent
-we must tax them-we must take away their
money. This will keep them poor and humble.'
"Those things used often to be talked over, at
old Mr. Crosby's. The neighbours would some-
times happen in there of a winter's evening to
spend an hour, or two-the minister-the school-
master and others and although Southeast
was a retired place, the conduct of the 'mother
country,' as England was called, was pretty well
understood there, and justly censured.
"Old Mr. Crosby, especially, condemned the
conduct of England. He said, for one, he did not
wish to be trampled on. 'They have no right to
tax us,' said he,-'it is unjust-it is cruel-and,
for myself, I am ready to say, I will not submit to
it. And, mark my word, the time will come, when






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the people will defend themselves, and when that
time comes, I hope,' said he-looking round upon
his sons, especially upon Enoch-' I hope my boys
will not shame their father-no, not they.'
"Enoch thought much of his father. He was a
grave man-one who sat steady in his chair when
he talked-and talked so slowly, and so emphatic,
as always to be heard. Enoch, though aboy, listen-
ed-he was then interested-and as he grew older
and was at home occasionally, on a visit, and these
subjects were discussed-he took a still deeper in-
terest, and would sometimes even mingle in the
animated talk, round the fire side of his father.
And, then, there were times, too, when he was
seated on his bench, thinking over what he had
,ieard orsat listening to some customer of hismas-
ter. \\ li happened in,ona rainy day-and who had
seen ihe last paper which gave an account -f some
new attempt to oppress the colonies-at such times,
he would almost wish himself a soldier, and in the
B







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field fighting for his country. And then the hammer,
it was observed, would come. down upon his lap-
stone with double force, as if lie were splitting the
head of one of the enemy open, or his awl would go
through the leather, as if he were plunging a bayo-
net into the belt of a soldier.


"Such were the workings of Enoch Crosby's
mind-the workof preparation was going on there
-the steam was gradually rising-and though lie






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realized it not-he was fitting to become a zealous
and active soldier, in his country's service.
On the 5th of March, 1770, nearly a year be-
fore Enoch's time was out, the Boston Massacre'
happened."
Henry. "The 'Boston Massacre!' father--
pray, what was that?"
Gen. P. "William! you know the story, I
trust-can you tell it to your brother ?"
William. "I have read about it; but I don't
know well how to tell it. Will.you tell it, father?"
Gen. P. "Tell it as well as you are able, my
son. It is by practice that we learn to do things
well."
William. One evening some British soldiers
were near a ropewalk in Boston. A man, fho
worked in the ropewalk, said something to tiem
which they did not like, and they beat him.
Three days after, on the 5th of March, while
the soldiers were under arms, some of them were







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insulted by the citizens, and one, it is said, was
struck, This soldier was so angry, that he fired.
Then, six others fired. Three citizens were killed,
and five were wounded.
All Boston was soon roused. The bells were
rung. Many thousand people assembled, and they
said that they would tear the soldiers to pieces, and
I don't know but that they would have done so, if
Gov. Hutchinson had not come out, and told the
people, that he would inquire into the matter, and
have the guilty.punished. This pacified them."
Gen. P. "' Well done-quite well done, mas-
ter William. You now know, Henry, what is
meant by the 'Boston Massacre."'
Henry. "' It was a bloody affair, I think."
Gen. P. Bloody indeed!-inhuman and high-
ly provoking. The news of it spread-spread ra-
pidly, in every direction. The country was filled
with alarm. War was seen to be almost certain;
such an insult-such a crime could not be forgot






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ten. Even at Phillipstown, where Crosby was at
his trade, the story was told. It roused his spirit.
He thought of what his father had said. And he
was even now desirous to enlist as a soldier, to
avenge the slaughtered Americans.
The next year-in January, I think it was-
Enoch's time being out, he left his master, and went
to live at Danbury, Connecticut, where he worked
at his trade, as a journeyman, and here he continu-
ed for several years.
"During this time, the difficulties between Eng-
land and America increased. The king and his
ministers grew more'haughty and oppressive. The
Americans waxed more firm and confident. Se-
veral events tended to make the breach wider and
wider. The British parliament taxed the Ameri-
cans-next the people of Boston threw into the sea
a large quantity of tea, belonging to people in
England, because a tax was laid upon it. Then, by
way of revenge for this, the parliament ordered that







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no vessel should enter Boston harbour, or leave it.
And, finally, the king sent a large body of English
soldiers to America, to watch the people here, and
force them to submission.
Things now became quite unsettled. The
Americans felt injured-they were provoked-no-
thing was before them but war or slavery. This
latter they could not bear. They scorned to be
slaves. Besides, they saw no reason why they
should be slaves. They knew war was a great
evil. But it was better than slavery. And now
they began to talk about it; and to act in view of it.
In almost every town-especially in New England
-the young men were enrolled; that is, were form-
ed into companies, and were daily exercised, in or-
der to make them good soldiers. These were called
Minute men.'"
Henry. Why were they called minute men,'
father?"
Gen. P. "Because they stood ready to march
at a minute's warning, should occasion require."






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John. Was Enoch Crosby a minute man l"
Gen. P. No; he was not; but he stood ready
to enlist, at any time when his services were need-
ed.
"We will now pass on to the year 1775. In
April of that year occurred the famous battle of
Lexington. A party of British troops had been
sent from Boston, to destroy some military stores,
belonging to the Americans, at Concord, north of
Boston. On their way thither, they came to Lex-
ington; and here they fired upon a small com-
pany of Americans, and killed several.
It was a cruel act-worthy only of savages.
But it roused the Americans in that part of the
country; and they immediately sent expresses--
that is, men on horseback-to carry the tidings
abroad.
"One of these expresses was directed to take
his course for Danbury, and to speed his flight
On his arrival, he told the story.






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It produced alarm-and well it might; but it
also produced resolution. The bells were rung-
cannon were fired-drums beat to arms. Within
a few hours, many people had assembled-the
young and the old-all eager to do something for
their country. One hundred and fifty young men
came forward, and entered their names as soldiers
-chose captain Benedictto lead them-and beg-
ged that they might go forth to the war. Enoch
Crosby was the first man that entered his name
on this occasion.
Not long after, the regiment to which Crosby
belonged marched to the city of New York. Here
they were joined by other companies, and sailed up-
Hudson's river to assist in taking Canada from the
British.
A short time before this, Ticonderoga, a fort-
ress an lake Champlain, had been surprised by
Col. Ethan Allen and his troops, and to them it had
surrendered. This was an important post. Great






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rejoicings took place among the Americans, when
it was known that this fort had fallen into their
hands.
The troop to which Crosby was attached, pass-
ed this fort, and proceeded to St. Johns, a British
fort 115 miles north of Ticonderoga.
This fort it was determined to attack. The
troops were therefore landed, and preparations
were made. Their number was one thousand-
all young men,-brave-ardent-resolute.
Being formed in order of battle, the intrepid
officers led them to the attack. As they advanced,
the guns of the fort poured in upon them a tremen-
dous fire. This they met manfully, and, though
some fell, the others seemed the more determined.
But, just as they were beginning the attack in good
earnest, a concealed body of Indians rose upon
them, and the appalling war whoop broke upon
their ears.







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This savage yell they had never before heard
-such a sight they had never before witnessed.
y Pr a moment, alarm spread through the ranks.
But courage-action was now necessary. Death or
victory was before them. The officers called them
to rally-to stand their ground-and they did so.
They opened a wellfdirected fire upon their savage
foes, and only a short time passed before the latter
were glad to retreat.






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The savages having retired, the men were or-
dered to throw up a breast work, near the place, to
shelter themselves from the guns of the fort. This
was done expeditiously. Trees were felled, and
drawn to the spot by some; while others were em-
ployed in throwing up earth.
During these lalburs of the Americans, the
enemy continued to annoy them, by throwing
shells from the fort."
William. Pray, father, what are shells ? I
have read of them; but I do not know more than
that they are a kind of shot."
Gen. P. "Shells are often called bombs, a word
which signifies great noise; because, when they
Iburst, they make a great noise. They consist of a
large shell of cast iron, which is round and hollow.
A hole is made through the shell to receive a fusee,
as it is called; this is a small pipe, or hollow piece
of wood, which is filled with some combustible
matter. When a bomb is about to be fired, it is fill-


A,







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ed with powder, after which the fusee is driven
into the vent, or hole of the shell."
William. "How are bombs fired, father ?"
Gen. P. "They are thrown from a kind of can-
non called a mortar. It has its name from its re-
semblance to a common mortar. The lower part
of the mortar is called the chamber, which contains
the powder. When fired, the powder in the cham-
ber not only sends the bomb, but at the same time,
sets fire to the fusee, which continues to burn slowly,
as it passes through the air, and the calculation
always is, to have the fire from the fusee reach the
powder in the shell, at the moment the latter
reaches the ground. It then bursts, and the scatter-
ing fragments of iron often do horrible execution."
William. "Did you say, father, that mortars
were short guns?"
Gen. P. "Land mortars are quite short; sea
mortars, or such as are used on board vessels, are
longer and heavier, because they are usually fired






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at greater distances. A land mortar, which will
throw a shell thirteen inches in diameter, weighs
thirteen hundred weight; the weight of the shell is
about one hundred and seventy-fivepounds; it con-
tains between nine and ten pounds of powder;
and is fired by means of about the same quantity
of powder.
William. "Pray, father, who invented bombs?"
Gen. P. "The inventor is not known; they
have been in use since the year 1634.
Some years after the above affair, Crosby him-
self related the manner in which the soldiers con-
trived to escape unhurt. When a shell rose in the
air, every one would stop working, and watch its
course, to ascertain whether it would fall near him.
If it appeared to approach so near, as to endanger
any one, he would dodge behind something, till it
had burst, or passed by."
John. Father, could a soldier dodge a cannon
ball?"







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Henry. "Why, John! 1 should think you
knew enough, not to ask so foolish a question."
Gen. P. Not so bad a question neither, master
Henry; under some circumstances, a cannon ball
might be avoided."
William. Not when it is first fired, father."
Gen. P. True; but when it has nearly spent
its force, a person might easily get out of its way.
But even when a ball only rolls along the ground,
apparently slow, it would be dangerous to attempt
to stop it: especially if large. I recollect to have
read of a soldier, who saw a ball rolling towards
him, which he thought to stop with his foot; but,
poor fellow it broke his leg in an instant.
Some of the American soldiers at St. Johns,
were too intent upon their labour, to pay much
attention to the shells. Crosby was one. All on a
sudden, a fellow-soldier near by called out in a tone
of thunder, Crosby look out! take care take
care Crosby looked up, and directly over him.
a shell was descending.





















He had but a minute to think-he dropped
flat upon the ground, and the shell just passed over
him. A miss,' thought he, is as good as a mile;'
but he said, after such a warning, he kept one eye
upon the enemy.
The rude fortification was soon completed, and
served as a shelter till night, when the American
troops silently departed. Taking to their boats,
the next day they readied the Isle Aux Noix.
4l ...







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William. Is not that a French name ?"
Gen. P. Yes; my son-a name given to the
Island, while the French had possession of it. Do
you know where it lies ?"
William. "It is a small island, near the
northern extremity of Lake Champlain."
Gen. P. "Right. It is pronounced Eel-o-nwar;
and signifies the island of nuts."
John. "Did the people find walnuts there,
.father T'
Gen. P. "Some kind of nuts doubtless, my
son; but whether walnuts, or hazel nuts, or some
other kind, I am unable to say."
Henry. Pray, John, don't ask so many foolish
questions, I want to hear the story."
Gen. P. "But you would wish your brother
to know the reason of things, would you not, mas-
ter Henry ? It was quite a proper question, and
one it seems none of us can answer. We must
examine the point some time, and let master John
know.






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The American troops had not been long a
this island, before many of them were taken sick
and sent to the hospital. Crosby was of the
number. But he had no idea of confinement. In
a few days, he resolved to join the army again. To
this the surgeon remonstrated. It might be his
death he said; but the valiant soldier could not be
persuaded, and again appeared at camp.
"'What exclaimed Capt. Benedict, when he
saw him, 'have you got back, Crosby ? I never ex-
pected to see you again. You look too ill to be
here. You would make a better scare-crow than
soldier, I fancy, just now.'
Well, captain!' said Crosby, if Fm a scare-
crow, I can frighten the enemy, if I cannotfight
them-so I shall be of some service.'"
John. "Well, father, did they hang up Crosby
for a scare-crow ?"
Henry. Why, you simpleton, John, don't you
know better ?"
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Gen. P. "Crosby was quite ill, but his reso-
lution made him forget how feeble he was. He
was a scare-crow to the enemy in a different way
from that which Capt. Benedict meant. A battle
soon came on, and before night Enoch Crosby was
marching into the enemy's fort to the tune of Yan-
kee Doodle, to assist in taking care of the prisoners."
John. But, I thought he was too ill to fight."
Gen. P. A soldier, at such a time, and such
a soldier as Crosby, would be likely to forget his
weakness. He went bravely through the day; and
from that time rapidly regained his health.
Success now followed the American troops,
and in November, Montreal was taken.
The time, for which Crosby had enlisted, had
now expired, and he concluded to return home.
Accordingly, he embarked with several others, in a
small schooner, for Crown Point, twelve miles north
of Ticonderoga. Thence they came by land to this
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ward for some distance by water, and then by land.
Their rout lay through a wilderness. It was now
winter, and the cold was intense. Provisions were
scarce. Comfortable lodgings were not to be found.
Their prospects were often gloomy, and their dis-
tress indescribable.
At length, however, they reached their re-
spective homes. After a short stay with his friends,
Crosby once more returned to Danbury, and again
betook himself to the peaceful occupation of shoe-
making."

CHAPTER III.
GEN. P. TELLS HOW CROSBY AGAIN ENLISTED AS
A SOLDIER, AND OF HIS SINGULAR ADVEN-
TURES.
Gen. P. "Crosby was well contented, for a
time, to pursue his occupation. He had seen hard
service, in the northern campaign, and needed rest.
1" During the following summer, however, his pat-







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riotic feelings began again to stir within him. The
war was going on, with redoubled fury. The
British had, in several instances, gained the ad-
vantage. The Americans needed moei soldiers,
and it was thought that unless the friends of liberty
came forward-promptly came, the British arms
might succeed.
"It was not in such a man as Enoch Crosby, to
seek ease, or shun danger, in the hour of his coun-
try's trial. He saw others making sacrifices-wo-
men as well as men-youth as well age-and he
scorned to have it said, that he could not make
sacrifices, as well as others. His musket was there-
fore taken down; and fitting on his knapsack, he
took up his march towards the head quarters of
the American army on the Hudson.
"In a few days, he reached the neutral ground,'
and"
William. Pray, father, may I interrupt you,
to inquire what was meantby the 'neutral ground ?"
Gen. P. I will explain it to vou. At this time






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(Sept. 1776,) the head quarters of the British army
were in the city of New York. The American
army lay up the Hudson, fifty or sixty miles,
either at, or near, West Point.
Between the two armies, therefore, was the
county of West Chester, the centre of which being
occupied by neither, was called the 'neutral
ground.' But, in reality, it was far from being a
neutral spot."
William. "1Why not, father, if neither the
British, nor the Americans, occupied it?"
Gen. P. Because, my son, it was here that a
great number of stories resided-the worst enemies
which the Americans had to contend with."
Henry. "' Worse than the British, father ?"
Gen. P. In several respects worse. The
stories, in general, were quite as unfriendly to
American liberty, as the British themselves. And,
besides, living in the country, and being acquaint-
ed with it, they could do even more injury thau
strangers.







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"Many of this description of persons lived on
the 'neutral ground;' and, what was worse, they
often pretended to be Whigs-and passed for such
-but in secret., did all in their power to injure
their country.
Crosby, as I told you, had reached a part of
this ground, on his way to the American camp. It
was just at evening, that he fell in with a stranger,
who appeared to be passing in the same direction
with himself.
"'Good evening,' said the stranger -' which
way are you travelling ?-below?' "
William. "Which way was that ?"
Gen. P. Towards New York. The British
were sometimes called the c lower party'- the
Americans the upper party,' because the latter
lay north of the former. The stranger meant to
ascertain which party Crosby was going to join.
Henry. "And did Crosby tell him ?"
Gen. P. "No: he replied, that he was too






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much fatigued to go much farther that evening,
either above or below; but he believed he should
join himself to a bed, could he find one.
'Well,' said the stranger, 'listen to me; it will
soon be dark-go with me-I live but a short dis-
tance from this-you shall be welcome.'
"Crosby thanked him, and said he would gladly
accept his kind invitation.
'Allow me to ask,' said the soldier, 'your
advice, as to the part which a true friend of his
country should take, in these times?'
"' Do I understand you ?' inquired the stranger
-his keen eye settling on the steady countenance
of Crosby-' do you wish to know, which party a
real patriot should join ?'
I do,' said Crosby.
Well! you look like one to be trusted--'
'c I hope I am honest,' replied Crosby.
Why,' observed the stranger, onemus'n't say
much about oneself, in these days; but- but- --







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some of my neighbours would advise you to join
the lower party.'
," 'Why so?' asked Crosby.
"' Why, friend, they read, that we must submit
to the powers that be; and, besides, they think
king George is a good friend to America, notwith-
standing all that is said against him.'
"' Could you introduce me to some of your neigh-
oours of this way of thinking ?' asked Crosby.
"' With all my heart,' replied the stranger, I
understand they are about forming a company to
ro below, and I presume they would be glad to
have you join them.'
'I do not doubt it,' observed Crosby.
'Well, friend,' said the stranger, say nothing
-rest yourself to night; and, in the morning, I
will put you in the way to join our-the company.'
"By this time, they had reached the stranger's
dwelling. It was a farm house, situated a short
distance from the main road-retired, but quite neat






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and comfortable in its appearance. Here the sol-
dier was made welcome by the host and his family.
After a refreshing supper, Crosby excused himself
-was soon asleep-and 'slept well.'"
John. Was that man a tory, father ?"
Henry. Why, John, you know he was. It is
as clear as day."
Gen. P. Yes, my son, he was a tory-in heart
a firm tory-but he intended to be cautious. He
intended to ascertain, if possible, which side Cros-
by favoured, before he expressed his own views.
But, when Crosby asked to be introduced to some
of his neighbours, he concluded that if urged, he
would go below-and after this was more unre-
served."
William. Did Crosby tell him that he would
go below?"
Gen. P. "No, no, he only asked to be intro-
duced to some of the stories "







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Henry. But did he not do wrong to conceal
his opinions ?"'
Gen. P. Certainly not. A person is not un-
der obligation to tell all about his opinions, to every
one. When a man speaks, he should indeed tell
that which is true; but he is not bound, unless un-
der certain circumstances, to tell the whole truth.
"Crosby, I said, slept well. In the morning, a
better breakfast than usual graced the farmer's
table, and the keen appetite of the soldier, after a
good night's rest, did it honour.
When breakfast was over, Crosby reminded
his host of his last night's promise to introduce him
to some of his neighbours thereabouts-particu-
larly to those, who were about forming a company.
'Trde,' said the farmer, 'I will accompany
you. They will welcome such a soldier-like look
ing lad as yourself. They like men of bone and
muscle.'
1" in a walk of a few miles, they saw quite a






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number of the friends of the royal cause. Crosby
was introduced as one who was desirous of serving
his country, and as willing to hear what could be
said, in favour of joining their standard.
They had much to say-many arguments to
support their way of thinking, and strongly did
they urge Crosby to go with them. As he was intro-
duced by the farmer, who was known to be a true
tory, they talked without disguise-told their plans
-spoke of the company which was forming-and
particularly of a meeting, which they were to hold
a few nights from that time; and now, said they,
'come and join us.'
Crosby told them that he should think of their
proposition, and rather thought that he should con-
trive to pay them a visit at the appointed time.
Little did they think, what sort of a visit the
soldier was planning.
In the course of a couple of days, Crosby had
gained all the information he wished, and now de-








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termined to depart. He told the farmer, therefore,
on the morning of the third day, that it was not
worth while for him to wait longer-he had a
strong wish to join the army, and believed that lie
should go along.
The farmer said some things, by way of per-
suading Crosby to wait a day or two, when the
company would meet, and then he could enlist and
go with them.
"To this Crosby replied, that unexpected de-
lays might occur, and he thought it would be better
for him to proceed.-'But,' said he, as he shook
hands with the unsuspicious farmer, and bade him
farewell, 'I shall doubtless have the pleasure of
seeing the company;' and added, 'It is my inten-
tion to join them at --.'
I' Very well, very well!' interrupted the farmer,
-his eye brightening at his success, in having,
as he thought, made Crosby a convert to the royal
cause.






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1 hope it will be well'-whispered Crosby to
himself, as he walked down the lane, which led to
the road-' I will try to join them; but may be in
a manner not so agreeable to them.'
On reaching the road, to avoid the mischief
which might come upon him, if he went directly
north-he took the road leading to New York.
But from this, soldier like, he soon filed off; and
crossing a thicket, shaped his course northerly to-
wards the American camp.
He was soon beyond harm, and now travelled
at his ease. He had heard of a Mr. Young, who
lived at a distance, in a direction somewhat diffe-
rent from that which he was taking; and as he
was said to be a true whig-he concluded to repair
to him, and to concert measures to take the com-
pany of stories, at the time of their meeting.
With this resolution he again altered his course,
so as to strike the road leading to Mr.Young's.
Unexpected difficulties, however, impeded his








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course-hills, woods, streams, and before he reach-
ed the house, it was near midnight.
"It so happened, fortunately, that Mr. Young
was still up, although his family had all retired.
A light was still burning, and Crosby made for the
door, which led into the room where Mr. Young
sat.
"He gave a gentle rap at the door, which was
soon cautiously opened- cautiously, because it was
now late-and, in those times, no one knew when
he was safe. The light fell on Crosby's face, and
the searching eye of Mr. Young followed.
"'Sir,' said Crosby, in haste to make his ex-
cuse, 'I understand you are a true friend to your
country, and I have important-'
"' Come in, come in,' said Mr. Young-the ex-
pression of Crosby's face carrying more conviction
of .honesty, than words could do-'come in-you
travel late -
"' I have reason for it,' replied the now ani






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mated soldier-' I am told you are a friend to the
upper party-I have something to tell you which
may be important."
"'What is it,' asked Mr. Young.
"' Sir,' said Crosby-'do you know the charao-
ter of the people who live around you ?'
"'I think I do,' said Mr. Young.
"'They are traitors,' said Crosby.
"' Many are-too many,' said Mr. Young-'but
they pass for friends, and it is difficult to discrimi-
nate-difficult to bring them to justice.'
Well!' said Crosby, 'I have the means of
pointing them out. I have been among them-I
know them-I know their plans-and-'
"'Can you give me their names?' eagerly in-
quired Mr. Young-at the same time rising from
his seat.
"'I can do more,' rejoined Crosby-and then
he went on to relate the interviews which he had
had--and about the contemplated meeting of the







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company, two nights following-' and,' said the
soldier, 'if you will assist me, we willjoin them,
as I promised, and make them march to the tune
of good old 'yankee doodle,' instead of God save
the king.'
"'With all my heart,' exclaimed Mr. Young-
taking down his hat-' no time is to be lost-the
committee of safety are at White Plains-they
must know it to-night.'
William. "'The committee of safety !' father,
who were they ?"
Gen. P. Your inquiry is well suggested.
The committee of safety consisted of men of dis-
tinction friendly to the liberties of their country.
They were appointed in almost every district
throughout the land. It was their business to watch
over the interest of the country in their vicinity,
to obtain information, and, when necessary, to
seize upon suspected persons."
William. "Who were the committee at White
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Gen. P. The principal man was John Jay,
who afterwards went ambassador to England.
Mr. Young and Crosby were soon on their way
to White Plains, which lay but a few miles distant.
Crosby was not a little fatigued; but his zeal was
now all alive, anc-made him quite forget his weari-
ness.
"It was near two o'clock, before they reached
the quarters of Mr. Jay. He was soon summoned,
and listened with deep interest to the tale of Cros-
by. It was important intelligence-precisely the
information desired, he said; and he promised, at
early dawn, to call the committee together, and
consult what should be done.
Mr. Young and Crosby now retired to a neigh-
bouring inn. But the door was fastened, and the
landlord was fast locked in sleep. They rapped
at the door, and called, and, as you say, Master
Henry, when you speak Monsieur Tonson-
'And loud indeed were they obliged to bawl,
Ere they could rouse the torpid lump of ly.'
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The door, however, was at length opened, and
after receiving a growl from the landlord, and a
snarl from the landlady, that their rest should be
thus broken-they were shown to a bed room,
where both in the same bed soon forgot the toils
of the night, in a refreshing sleep.
"The committee were together at an early hour,
as had been promised. Again Crosby told over
his story-and when he had finished,-' Are you
willing,' asked the committee, 'to accompany a
body of horse to the spot, and attempt to take the
traitors ?'
"' Sure I am,' said Crosby. 'I gave them en-
couragement that I would 'join' them, and well
should I like to fulfil such an engagement.'
"' You shall have an opportunity,' said the
committee. Hold yourself in readiness, and may
success crown the enterprise.'
"'At the appointed time, a company of troop
well mounted, left White Plains; and, under the








pilotage of Crosby, directed their course towards
the spot. In the mean time, the company had
assembled, and now, amid the darkness of the
night, were arranging their plans--- -

What noise is that !' asked one-rising from
his seat, and turning his ear towards the quarter
whence the sound came.
"' Nothing, I guess,' said a witty sort of fellow,
in one corner of the room, 'but my old horse, tak-
ing lessons at the post, before----
"'Something more serious, perhaps,' said the
farmer, with whom Enoch Crosby had quartered,
'that yankee!'
"' Where is he?' asked a dark eyed, keen sight-
ed tory, rising from his seat-' I didn't much like
his looks, the other day.'
"' Something serious abroad !'-exclaimed seve-
ral at the same time rising--' Captain! Captain!'





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,t Go to the door,' thundered the Captain of the
gang-' and reconnoitre'-
'You are prisoners exclaimed a voice which
struck a panic through the clan, as the door was
opened-' surrender, or you are dead men !'
"'By whose authority is this ?' asked the cap-
tain of the stories, rushing to the door, with his
sword drawn, followed by his clan, with their guns
uncharged.
"' We demand it in the name of the Continental
t Congress'-exclaimed he of the whigs.
"' We surrender to nothing, but to superior
strength,' said the tory captain. Soldiers! come
on.'
"'My brave comrades! advance,' exclaimed the
leader of the patriots-' death or victory-make
ready !'-
"'It's of no use to contend,' said the farmer-
'not a gun loaded, captain !-we're betrayed!-a
blight on that yankee !-'






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"C Take aim !'-uttered the patriot leader.
"'Hold! hold!' exclaimed the captain of the
tories-'it's needless to shed blood-what are your
terms '


"'Immediate surrender!' replied the commander
of the whigs.
C C Done'-rejoined the leader of the traitors-
and now they were marched out, and were tied
together in pairs, and were conducted to prison,
some miles distant to the tune, of 'Rogue's march.'"





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William. c' Was Crosby seen by them ?"
Gen. P. Probably not. The darkness of the
night would conceal him; and it was needless to
expose himself, as their betrayer. He was sus-
pected by some-especially by the farmer-who
recollected a significant look which Crosby gave
him, when he left him."
Henry. "He was justly rewarded, wasn't he,
father?"
Gen. P. "Justly, indeed !- and all the rest,
who were designing to sacrifice their country's
liberty and honour."



CHAPTER IV.
GEN. P. TELLS HOW CROSBY ENLISTED IN 1HE
SERVICE OF THE COMMITTEE OF SAFETY, AND
HOW HE WAS TAKEN PRISONER.
Gen. P. Crosby felt quite satisfied with his
success; but not more so, than the committee of






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safety. They sent for him-told him he had done
his country real service, and wished to know what
his plans were.
"'You are going to enlist into the army, are
you ?' asked Mr. Jay.
"c I am,' replied Crosby. 'My country needs
my services, and she shall have them.'
"' Your resolution is honourable,' said Mr. Jay-
'but may you not be of greater service, in another
way ? We have enemies among u--secretfoes-
who are plotting our ruin. We need information
respecting them. We wish for some one, who has
prudence and skill-one, who will go round the
country-who will find out where these men live
-where they meet and form their plans. It is a'
dangerous service,-but, then, the reward.'
"'I care not for danger,' said Crosby-' my
country is dear to me. My life is at her service.
Sir, Iwill go-but-but one thing I ask-only one
-if I fall, do justice to my memory. Let the






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world know, that Enoch Crosby was in your ser-
vice-in the service of his country-and that he
fell a martyr to the cause of liberty.'
"' It shall be done,' said Mr. Jay-' we pledge
it, by our sacred honour.'
"' But,' continued he to Crosby, 'let no man
know your secret-no, not even should you be
taken. If you are ever taken by the Americans, as
belonging to the British, we will help you to
escape-but, if you cannot let us know, here is a
paper, which in the last extremity, you may show,
and it will save you."'
William. "What did that paper contain ?"
Gen. P. It was what is called a pass-it was
signed by the committee of safety; and ordered,
that the person who had it should be suffered to
pass without injury.
Ir a few days, Crosby was ready. He had
provided himself with a pedlar's pack, in which
he had put a set of shoemaker's tools. His design






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was to go round the country, and work at his trade;
and, at the same time, to get such information as
might be useful to his employers.


Not long after he set out upon his adventures,
he arrivedjustat evening at a small house, atwhich
he knocked, hoping to procure a night's losing.
It was some time before he was hea'. At
length a girl came, and inquired his errand.
"'I wish for a lodging to-night,' said Crosby-,
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I don't know, sir,' replied the girl-' I'll go
and ask mother.'
The girl soon reappeared, and bade him walk
in. On reaching the kitchen, he made known his
wishes, to the mistress of the family.
"'Lodgings! sir-did you ask for lodgings?
we don't keep lodgings here, sir.'
"' I suppose not, madam,' said Crosby, in a kind
manner-' but I am quite fatigued, and thought,
perhaps, you would let me stay till morning.'
'I don't know but what you may. The man
is gone from home. There's such work now-a-
days, that a body don't know nothing what to say
or do- pray, what do you carry in that huge
pack?'
"' In this pack, madam? only some shoemaker's
tools. I am a shoemaker, madam-perhaps, you
have some work for me to do ? I'll take it off
with your leave.'
<"Well, do as you please. Our John wants a






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pair of shoes; and perhaps the man of the house
will give you the job when he comes home.'
'I shall be glad to do it,' said Crosby. 'Mad-
am, have you heard the news ?'
"'What news?'
Why, that Washington is on the retreat, and
that the British army is pursuing him, and likely
to overtake him.'
"' Ah that's good news,' exclaimed the old
lady, you may stay here to-night. Sally! Sally!
here get this man some supper-he brings good
news-I hope the rebels every one will be shot.
Sally!-make up the best bed. Here's a chair-
sit down, sir; and make yourself at home.
"Crosby accordingly took a seat. Supper was
soon ready, and he eat heartily.
When he had done, he drew his chair to the
fire, about which time, the man of the house came
in. He was told the good news by his wife, and
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"The evening was spent in talking about the
war, and the prospects of the country. The host
proved himself a firm tory, and wondered that
Crosby and every one else should not think and
feel precisely as he did.
"'Have you many of your way of thinking in
these parts ?' inquired Crosby.
"'That we have,' replied the host-'more than
we shall have a few days hence.'
S'I hope so,' whispered Crosby to himself. 'But,
sir, how so?' inquired he, with some surprise.
"'Why,' replied the host, 'you must know that
we've a company nearly ready to march. I guess
they'll go tle sooner, now that the British are after
Washington. They'll wish to get there in time
to see some of the fun.'
"' Could you introduce me to some of the com-
pany?' asked Crosby.
"'That I can. You'd better join them. I'll
tell you what-you'll have good pay and short
work.'







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"The following morning, after breakfast, the
host took Crosby abroad, and introduced him to
the captain of the tory company, as one who, per-
haps, might be persuaded to enlist.
"' Would you like to enlist?' asked the captain
-at the same time running his eye over the stout
frame of Crosby.
"'I would like to see your muster-roll, first,'
replied Crosby."
Henry. Pray, father, what is a muster-roll ?"
Gen. P. "A paper, my son, on which the
names of the soldiers are registered."
Henry. "Why did Crosby wish to see that ?"
Gen. P. I was going to tell you. He wish-
ed to ascertain who had joined the company."
William. "Did the captain show him the roll?"
Gen. P. Yes; and carefully did Crosby run
over the names.
"' Will you join us?' asked the captain, when
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"' They are all strangers to me,' said Crosby,
'and besides, I fear that the roll may fall into the
hands of the Americans-then, what will become
of us?'
"'No fear of that,' said the captain. 'Come
with me, and see how we manage.'
Crosby was now led into a large meadow, at
no great distance, in which stood a large stack of
hay.
"' Look at this stack, sir-what do you think
of this ?'
"' It is monstrous,' said Crosby. 'Why so
much hay in one stack?'
Not so much neither, replied the captain, 'it
isn't every one that knows how to manage-here,
take a look inside,' at the same time drawing aside
some long hay, which concealed an apartment
within.
"Crosby started. The stack was hollow-ca-
pable of holding at least fifty men.







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9"' Ha ha ha !' roared out the captain, 'you
are afraid the muster roll will fall into bad hands
-are you'-? Well, what think you now? Is that
likely, when we know how to manage ? Many a
rebel has passed by this stack, but he hadn't brains
enough to think what was inside. Come, my
good fellow, shall I enter your name ?'
"'I'll think of it,' said Crosby, -and let you
know soon.'






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While Crosby was apparently making up his
mind, the day passed by. He was still at thjcap
tain's, who invited him to spend the night. This
invitation was accepted, and at an early hour, he
retired to rest.
But he could not sleep. What should he do ?
He thought-pondered-hesitated-but at length,
resolved. Midnight came. He rose, and having
put on his clothes, softly passed from his chamber
down stairs. At every step he listened-all was
still-without disturbing even the wary captain,
he left the premises, and was soon on his way to
wards White Plains.
"An hour or two brought him to, the residence
of Mr. Jay, whom he called from his bed, and to
whom he related what he knew. A plan was
soon concerted, by which to take the whole com-
pany. This being settled, Crosby hastened back;
and, before any one was up at the captain's, was
safely, and without having excited suspicion, in
bis bed







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In the course of the day, he was strongly urged
to enlist-but he wished to see the company to-
gether, he said. 'You shall see them together,'
said the captain, 'it would be well to meet-we
must arrange matters before we go.'
"A hasty summons, was therefore, sent round,
and before nine o'clock that night, the whole com-
pany had assembled;-it was a season of great
joy among them-the rebels, they said, were so
depressed, that they would have but little to do,
but to march down and see them ground arms.
"' Well, Mr. Crosby,' bawled out the captain,
'what say you ? will you go with us, and'-
'Hark hark! hark !' exclaimed a soldier, who
sat near the door-' I hear horses approaching.'
"' Out with the lights !-out with the lights !
said the captain-' silence every man-keep your
places.'
At this moment, a loud rap was heard at the
door-soon after which it was thrown open, and
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the word 'surrender,' uttered by an officer, came
in like a peal of thunder.
"'Who are you?' demanded the tory captain,
rising with some effort-his knees trembling under
him.
"'Who am I!' uttered the same voice, 'you
will soon know who I am, unless you surrender-
you are surrounded-you are prisoners.'
"Dismay now filled the company. They rose,
and in the darkness which pervaded the room, at-
tempted to escape. In the haste and confusion,
chairs were broken-benches overturned--- pitchers
and tumblers dashed in pieces-some plunged
from the windows, and were taken-others felt
their way up chamber, and hid in the garret, while
several, in attempting to reach the cellar, were
plunged headlong upon the bottom.
In a little time, however, matters were more
quiet. The horsemen had surrounded the house,
and none could escape. From their hiding places







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they were, at length, dragged-poor Crosby with
the rest-and tied together in pairs, were marched
to the village of White Plains."


CHAPTER V.
GEN. P. TELLS HOW CROSBY CONTRIVED TO
EFFECT AN ESCAPE.
Gen. P. Crosby was now a prisoner and"-
Henry. "Pray, father, may I interrupt you to
inquire why Crosby did not tell who he was, and
in that way escape ?" t
Gen. P. The committee of safety had given
him orders at no time to tell his secret, unless he
was likely to suffer death. Had it been known,
that persons of this character were abroad in the
country, no traveller would have been safe.
On the arrival of the party, at White Plains,
the prisoners were examined privately, one by one,
and ordered to be marched to Fishkill. a small vil-






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large, near the Hudson, about seventy miles from
New York. Crosby underwent an examination
also-but when he came before the committee, they
highly commended him-told him that lie must go
as if a prisoner to Fishkill; but, in a little time,
they would provide for his escape.
On the following morning, the whole party
were early on their way up the river. On reach-
ing Fort Montgomery, near Peekskill, a short halt
was made, and here Crosby met with one of the
most trying incidents of his life.
On entering the fort, whom should he see be-
fore him, but his former schoolmaster-a worthy
man, who had often been at his father's, while
teaching the village school in Southeast. And well
did that schoolmaster know the attachment of old
Mr. Crosby to American liberty-yet, here was his
son, among a set of stories, and a prisoner.
The schoolmaster started back, with a kind
of horror, and even Crosby was for a moment
Early overcome







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"' Is this possible ?' exclaimed the schoolmaster,
do my eyes serve me ? Enoch Crosby! Why do
I see you thus?'
Crosby advanced, and taking his old friend by
the hand, replied, 'you see mejust as I am-among
stories, and a prisoner-but-I have no explana-
tions to offer."
"'No explanations !' uttered the other-' are
you, then, indeed, an enemy to your country?
Oh your poor old father, Enoch-it will bring
down his gray hairs with sorrow to the grave
when he hears of this.'
For a moment, Crosby felt a faintness come
over him-his father! he loved him-revered him
-but he could not explain-it would not do-he,
therefore, only replied, that God was his judge, and
the time might come, when things would appear
otherwise than they did.
In the midst of this conversation-painful and
unsatisfactory to both, the drum sounded the roll,'






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mnd Crosby had time only to press the hand of his
)ld friend, which he did with affection. He was
soon on his way-sadly depressed for a time, lest
his father should hear his story, without the appro-
priate explanation; but he comforted himself that
hewas doing his duty to his country-and, perhaps,
thought lie, a few months may give us the victory,
and then my father and friends will know all, and
will love me the better for the part I am acting.
"The party at length reached Fishkill, and were
conducted to an old Dutch church, where they
were confined and strictly watched.
"Within a few days, the committee of safety
arrived in the village, to examine the prisoners
more strictly. Crosby, in his turn, was summoned
to appeal. But in respect to him, the committee
only consulted how he might escape. There were
difficulties in every plan they could think of-there
was danger-great danger; yet they could not ap-
pear to favour him-and their advice to him was,







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to run the hazard of an attempt by night, in the
best way he could contrive. And should lie be so
fortunate as to escape, he might find a safe retreat
with a Mr. who lived at some distance.
Crosby, at length, thought of a plan. Near
the north-west corner of the church was a window,
from which he contrived to draw the fastenings, so
that he could open it. Near this window, stood a
large willow tree, whose deep shade would conceal
him till he could have opportunity to escape unob-
served.
The night, at length, approached, in which he
determined to put his plan into execution. But
what if lie should fail ?-it might be the last of
his earthly existence.
About dark, the sentinels were stationed, as
usual, round the house. They were four in num-
ber.
Before midnight, all was still. Officers and
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hichains, so that they should not clink, crept softly
to the window, which he raised. Fast did his
heart beat, while doing this-but faster still as he
slid to the ground, beneath the willow tree.
A sentinel was at no great distance. For a mo-
ment, he stopped-arrested by the noise--he even
turned-listened-looked-but all was now silent
there-and thinking himself mistaken, he sung
aloud All's well,' and onward he marched, still
farther from the place of Crosby's concealment.
Now, thought he, is the moment-the only
moment, perhaps, which I shall have; creeping on
his hands and feet, he reached the grave yard, a
stone's throw from the church, and here behind a
tombstone, succeeded in loosing his chains.
"When this was done, he watched the moment
to make his escape. A thick swamp, he knew,
was at no great distance ; but the darkness of the
night made haste dangerous. Yet in rapidity lay
his only hope.







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He prepared, therefore, torun the hazard. And
seizing the moment, when the sentinel had turned
in an opposite direction, he bounded forth and fled
-a ball passed him before he had reached many
rods,-and now another-and still another-yet a
merciful providence protected him; and, before
the garrison could be roused, he was wallowing
deep in the mud of a swamp;---but he was sfe-
quite safe from pursuers."








CHAPTER VI.
GEN. P. TELLS ABOUT CROSBY'S VISIT TO A
MOUNTAIN CAVE-HOW HE WAS AGAIN TAKEN
PRISONER--AND THE MANNER IN WHICH IHE
ESCAPED.
Gen. P. The escape of Crosby was a hair-
breadth one, and well did he know it. He felt
himself indeed safe from his pursuers, but his situ-
ation was no comfortable one-up to his knees in
mud, and without a shelter for the night.
He determined, therefore, to grope his way
through the swamp; and, if possible, to reach the
dwelling of Mr. before morning. This he
found a difficult task. Bushes and briers and quag-
mires impeded his course; and several times he was
on the point of giving up the effort, and waiting till
day light. By slow degrees, however, he went
forward-sometimes, indeed, sinking unexpectedly
deep into the mud; or, when he thought himself
firm on a bog .-sliding nw:wy, and coming downup-
on all fours. At leio, ij it was his good fortune,







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to emerge from the thicket,,in an hour or so from
which, he knocked atthe door of the gentleman
to whom he had been referred bqythe committee
of safety.
"Mr. had been informed, that he might
be expected that night, and was accordingly still
up. A good supper was in readiness for him, and
heartily did the gentleman congratulate him on his
escape.
When he had finished his meal-' Well,' said
the gentleman, 'I have an important message to
deliver to you.'
"' What is it ?' inquired Crosby.
:" The committee of safety wish you to cross
the Hudson immediately, where you are to take
measures to seize an English officer, and a company
of stories whom he has enlisted on that side.'
"'Cross to-night ?' asked Crosby.
'Immediately,' replied Mr. 'no time is
to be lost. You are fatigued-but once on the other
side, you will be more safe, and can take rest.'






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I will go,' said Crosby.
(And I will set you across myself,' said the
gentleman, 'it is only a short distance.'
"Accordingly they proceeded to the river, where
a boat was in readiness, in which they soon reach-
ed the opposite shore.
"Having received the necessary directions,
Crosby now proceeded on his course; and, by the
hour of breakfast, had reached the ground where
he was to begin his operations.
"At a farm house, near where he found himself,
he obtained a comfortable breakfast; after finish-
ing which, he made himself known as a shoe-
maker, and begged employment.
"'Why,' said the farmer, 'jist at present, we are
pretty well shod.'
"' Well,' observed Crosby, 'perhaps you have
other work, about which you can employ me. I
can turn my hand to almost any kind of farming
business.'
"'No doubt-no doubt,' said the farmer, you









are no fool-from Yankee land, I guess-no tnat-
ter-well, I don't care if you, stay a couple of days,
or so, and help me and my wife kill hogs, and a
few sich notions.'
Terms were soon settled, and Crosby proved
quite knowing and helpful.

"'What noise is that ?' asked Crosby, while he
and the farmer were at work-' can it be thunder?'
'More like cannon,' said the farmer-' loud
talk below, I rather guess.'
'Hard times for Washington just now,' ob
served Crosby, and some think pretty justly.'
"' Why,' said the farmer, 'why-it won't do to
speak all one thinks-but-well-why don't you
turn soldier-you look as though you could fight,
upon a pinch ?'
'Well, I think, I might,' said Crosby. 'Have
you any place of enlistment hereabouts, that a body
could join, if one were so minded ?'
"' Why,' replied the farmer, I don't know but






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I could put you in a way, if you are one of the
right sort of men.'
"' What sort do you wish ?' inquired Crol),y.
"' Oh, lower party men-they are more fahlIio.n
able hereabouts.'
"'Well, I like to be in the fashion, wherever 1
am,' observed Crosby.
"'Good!' said the farmer, 'do you see yonder
mountain, west ?'
'I do,' replied Crosby.
Well, if you wish to see as fine a fellow as
ever carried sword, there is your man, and right
glad would he be of your bone and muscle-gdod
pay-light work, I tell you.'
"'Can I be introduced to him ?' asked Crosby.
"' That you can-to-night-I've shown many
a lad like yourself the way to make a fortune.'
"In the evening the farmer was as good as his
word. Giving Crosby a wink, they went forth,
shaping their course towards the mountain, about
halfway up which, they came to a huge rock, which







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jutted over with threatening aspect; but was pre
vented from falling, by several forest trees, against
which it rested.


Here the farmer, taking his cane, struck seve-
ral smart blows upon the rock. Instantly, a kind
of trap door was opened, and an English captain
appeared, with a lantern.
Captain !' whispered the farmer, here's as
brave a lad as you have seen this many a day-
good bye.'






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Well, my lad,' said the captain,' do you un
derstand burrowing ?'
'Not much of the wood chuck about me,' re-
plied Crosby, 'more of the fox-I can enter bur-
rows already made.'
"' Well! see whether your skill can contrive to
enter here,' pointing to a small hole, leading into a
cavern.
"' Tight work, I believe,' said Crosby, forcing
his huge frame through the opening, followed by
the captain, who, from the smallness of his size,
slipped down with more ease.
"' Quite a comfortable apartment, captain,' ob-
served Crosby, casting his eye round upon the in-
terior, 'and not likely to starve very soon, one
would judge, from the good things on your table.'
'Help yourself to what you like,' said the cap-
tain, his majesty's friends provide well-good fare
-no charges.'
Crosby had but just supped-but tempted by
the fare, somewhat superior to that which he had







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seen at the farmer's, he seated himself at the table,
while the liberal hand of the captain was not
backward in replenishing his plate, as often as it
was emptied.
'' Do you leave here soon ?' inquired Crosby.
"'To-morrow, I hope,' said the captain. 'I
have burrowed here long enough. Much longer-
and I shall have claws in good earnest.'
'Your company is full, then ?'
"'Room for one or two more. What say you,
shall I enter your name ?'
"' When and where does the company meet,
before marching?' inquired Crosby.
On Tuesday evening, at the barn of Mr.
S- ; what say you, will you be present?'
"' I will,' replied Crosby.
"'Done !' said the captain-' now turn in; and
in the morning, go back to farmer B- 's, and be
ready to meet us, at the time and place appointed.'
On the following morning, which was Satur-
day, Crosby returned to hir employer, with whom
F






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he concluded to stay, till the appointed time of
marching.
Much now depended on good management.
News of the above arrangement must be sent to
the committee of safety, and as early as possible.
At some distance from farmer B- 's, Crosby had
ascertained there lived an honest old whig, whom
he determined to employ to carry a letter to Mr.
Jay, then at Fishkill.
Accordingly, having prepared a letter, he has-
tened, on the setting in of evening, to fulfil his pur-
pose. In this he succeeded to his wishes; and,
before the usual hour of rest, had returned, with-
out exciting the suspicion of any one.
The important Tuesday evening, at length,
arrived, and brought together, at the appointed
place, the captain and about thirty stories.
Crosby was early on the spot, and before eleven,
he was the only individual of the whole class, who
was not quietly asleep.
At length,some one without was heard by him







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to cough. This being the signal agreed upon, Cros-
by coughed in return; and the next minute, the
barn was filled with a body of captain Townsend's
celebrated rangers;- surrender !'exclaimed Town-
send, in a tone, which brought every tory upon his
feet-' surrender! or, by the life of Washington,
you'll not see day light again.'
It was in vain to resist, and the English officer
delivered up his sword.
S'Call your muster-roll,'orderedCapt.Townsend.
"The Englishman did as directed; and, at
length, came to the name of Enoch Crosby.
No one answered. Crosby had concealed him
self, with the hope of escaping-but, finding this
impossible, he presented himself before Captain
Townsend, and Col. Duer, one of the committee of
safety, who was present.
"' Ah! is it you, Crosby?' asked Townsend.
'You had light heels at Fishkill; but, my word
for it, you will find them heavy enough after this.'
"' Who is he ?' inquired Col. Duer, as if he knew






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him not, though he knew him well, yet not daring
to recognize him.
"' Who is he !' exclaimed Townsend, Enoch
Crosby, sir-like an eel, slipping out of one's fin--
ger's as water runs down hill-but hell not lild
it so easy a matter to escape again.'
The party were soon on their way to Fishkill,
where they arrived in the course of an hour or two,
and lodged their prisoners in the old Dutch church.
"Crosby was not thus fortunate. Townsend's
quarters were at some distance, and to these Cros-
by was quite civilly invited to go, as the captain
declared, that he wished to have him under his
own eye.
On his arrival, Crosby was placed in a room
by himself-was heavily ironed, and a trusty guard
detached to see that he came to 'no harm,' as the
captain said.
"During the expedition, which had occupied
some twelve or fourteen hours, the company had
fasted. Supper was therefore prepared with some







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haste, after the return of the officer, who, on sitting
down, fairly gorged himself with food and wine.
"About midnight Crosby was unexpectedly
awakened, by a gentle shake. On opening his
eyes, whom should he see before him but a female,
who assisted in doing the work of the family.
'Here, Enoch Crosby,' said she, 'rise and follow
me-say nothing-hold fast your chains.
Crosby was not at first satisfied, whether it
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make his escape, he rose as he was bid, and fol-
lowed her.
As they passed from the room, there lay the
sentinel, extended at full length, dreaming of bat-
tles, it might be, but certainly, very quiet as to the
safety of his prisoner.
"'Some virtue in Miller's opiates,' whispered
the girl.
"' That's the secret, is it ?' asked Crosby, in ra-
ther a louder tone than was pleasant to his at-
tendant.
"'Hush! hush !' said she, 'or the Philistines
will be upon you.' "
Henry. "Pray, father, what did she mean by
Miller's opiates ?"
Gen. P. "Miller was a physician in those parts,
and kept an apothecary's store. By some means,
the girl had obtained from him anodyne or sleep-
ing potions, which she had put into the food, or
drink, of both the captain and his sentinels.
"'They sleep well,' said Crosby, on descend







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ing from the chamber to the first floor, where he
could hear the loud breathing of the captain.
'I hope they'll sleep till morning,' rejoined the
girl. Stay a moment, till I put the key of your
door into the captain's pocket.'
What ?' asked Crosby, 'does he keep the key
himself?'
"'Yes, indeed,' replied the girl. 'He was deter-
mined that you should play no more yankee tricks,
as he said, while under his care.'
'He must have thought me a man of some
contrivance, to take such precaution.'
"' Oh !' said the girl, 'I've often heard him call
you the-a bad name-at least, he said he believed
that you and the old boy understood one ano-
ther pretty well.'
"' I wonder what he'll think now ?' said Crosby.
"The key being once more safely in the pocket
of the Captain, the girl conducted Crosby out of
the door, and pointing towards a mountain lying
to the west, now but just discernible.






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'Hasten thither,' said she, 'and lie concealed
till the coming search is over.'
"' But tell me,' said Crosby, 'before I go, how
will you escape suspicion ?'
"'Oh !' said the girl, laughing, 'never fear for
me. I shall be out of harm's way before morning.'
"'One more question,' said Crosby-' who put
it into your heart to deliver me ?'
"'Jay is your friend,' said she,-waving her
head-' farewell.'
To Crosby, the whole was now plain. With
a light heart, he directed his course towards the
mountain pointed out; and before morning, he
was safely hid in some of its secret recesses.
"Capt. Townsend awoke at his usual hour,
having slept away the anodyne potion which had
been administered to him. The key to Crosby's
door was still in his pocket-and not a suspicion
had ever entered his mind, that Crosby himself
was not safely in his room.
"The hour at length coming, when Crosby's







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meal was to be given, Townsend himself opened
the door-he started back, on looking, in, and see-
ing no one-' what!' exclaimed he, empty !-im-
possible!-here !' vociferated he, in a tone of thun-
der, Sentinel, what is the meaning of all this ?'
But no one could tell-no noise had been heard-
the shutters of the room were safely closed-the
door was locked-the key was in his pocket.
Due search was now made. Every nook and
corner were examined; but not a trace of the va-
grant was discovered.
Well !' said the captain, 'I thought Crosby
and the were in league-now I know it.'"

CHAPTER VII.
GEN. P. TELLS OF THE FARTHER ADVENTURES
OF CROSBY--HOW HE WAS OBLIGED TO SHOW
HIS SECRET PASS-OF HIS RESIDENCE AT A
DUTCHMAN 'S-OF HIS BEING CRUELLY BEATEN
AN]) WOUNDED.-CONCLUSION.





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Gen. P. Crosby, as I said, was in a safe re-
treat, on the mountain, before morning."
William. Were any measures adopted to re-
take him ?"
Gen. P. No very active measures, probably--
but Townsend declared, that if Crosby should ever
fall in his way again, he would give him a halter
forthwith.
"During the following night, our hero descend-
ed the mountain, in a southerly direction; and at
a late breakfast hour, the next morning, came to
a farm house, the kind mistress of which gave
him a comfortable meal.
For several days from this time, Crosby wan-
dered round the country, without any certain object.
He greatly wished for an interview with the Com-
mittee of Safety; but the attempt he found would
be hazardous, until the troops in the immediate
neighbourhood of Fishkill should be sent on some
expedition, at a distance.
This was a gloomy period for Crosby. Al-







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though conscious of toiling in a good cause, and of
promoting the interests of his country-somehow,
he felt alone-not a friend.-had he to whom he
could unbosom his cares-and often was he house-
less, and in want. Besides, he began to be known
-to be suspected; and the double and treble cau-
tion, which he found it necessary to exercise, made
his employment almost a burden.
While maturing some plan, by which he could
effect an interview with the Committee of Safety,
he called, just at evening, at a farm house, and re-
quested a night's lodging. This was readily grant-
ed him, and he laid aside his pack, thankful to find
a resting place, after the toils of the day.
It was not long, before two very large men,
armed with muskets, entered the house. One of
them started on seeing Crosby, and whispered
something to his companion, to which the latter
apparently assented.
Then, turning to Crosby--' I have seen you
before, I think, sir ?' said lie.





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Probably,' replied Crosby, 'though I cannot
say that I recollect you.'
"'Perhaps not-but I am sure you were not
long since at Fishkill? ha ?'













"'The very fellow!' exclaimed the other-
'you recollect how he escaped-seize him !'
"In a moment, the strong hand of the first was
laid upon him, and his grasp was the grasp of' an
Anakim-and though Crosby might have leen a




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match for him alone,-prudence forbade resistance
--they were two-he was but one;-they were
armed with muskets-he had no weapon about hi in.
"' To-morrow,' said the principal, 'you shall go
to head quarters, where, my word for it, you'll swing
without much ceremony. The committee will
never take the trouble to try you again, and Town-
send declares that he wishes only to come once
more within gun shot of you.'
Is it so?' asked Crosby.
'Even so'- replied the stranger-' your time
is short.'
"Crosby was seldom alarmed -but now he could
perceive real danger. Could he be fairly tried he
might escape-but tobe delivered into Townsend's
hands, and perhaps the Committee of Safety at a
distance-he might, indeed, come to harm.
"He had one resort-he could show his pass,
and it might save him. Accordingly, drawing it
forth, he presented it to his captors; 'Read that,' said
ne, ( and then say, whether I am worthy of death.'






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Astonishment sat on the countenances of both
while they read the pass. When it was finished,
the principal observed, 'I am satisfied-we have
been deceived-others are deceived also;-you are
at liberty to go where you please. This is the
hand-writing of Mr. Jay-I know it well.'
Crosby might, perhaps, have staid where he
was through the night-but his feelings were such,
that he preferred to seek other lodgings. Accord-
ingly, shouldering his pack, he set forth in quest of
a resting place; which at the distance of a couple
of miles, he was so fortunate as to obtain.
"But he was destined to other troubles. Scarcely
had he laid aside his pack, and taken a seat near
a comfortable fire, before a man entered, whom he
was sure that he had seen before.
"At the same time, the stranger cast upon him
an eye of deep scrutiny, and increasing severity.
"' A cool evening abroad'-observed Crosby.
"The stranger made no reply-but springing
upon his feet, darted upon him, like a fiend.





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"' Now, 1 know you'-exclaimed he-' I thought
it was you. You are the villain who betrayed us
to the Committee of Safety. Clear out from the
house quickly, or I'll call one of my neighbours,
who says that if he ever sees you again, he'll suck
your very heart's blood.'
'Ah !' said Crosby, quite calm and collected-
'perhaps'-
'Leave this house instantly'-vociferated the
man, now nearly choked with rage-' but before
you go, take one pounding.'
"'A pounding !' exclaimed Crosby, in contempt
-' Come then,'-rising like a lion from his lair-
'Come,'-said he, at the same time rolling up his
sleeves, and showing a pair of fists, which resem-
bled a trip-hammer for hardness.
"'Come on, and I'll try you a pull'-the mus-
cles of his arm contracting, and lying out like cart-
ropes the whole length-from shoulder to wrist.- -
and his countenance, at the same time, looking as
terrific as a madman's-' Come on,' said he.
4







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I i J- a |
"' Why we-we-ll-upon the whole'-said the
man-' I-I-think I'll let you off, if you'll never
set foot here again.'
I'll promise no such thing,' said Crosby. 'I'm
willing to go-indeed, I would. not stay in such a
habitation as this; but I'll not be driven.'
"Crosby well knew that prudence required his
departure; and with some deliberation, he shoul-
dered his pack once more, and with a short 'good








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by'-left the house. At the distance of a mile,
he found lodgings where he slept unmolested.
On the following morning, he ascertained that
the Committee of Safety were alone at Fishkill-
the troops having gone abroad on some expedition.
Seizing the opportunity of their absence, he crossed
the river, and was soon at the residence of Mr.
Duer.
That Crosby was in more than ordinary dan-
ger in traversing the country, was apparent both
to himself and Mr. Duer. He was advised, there/
fore, to repair to an honest old Dutchman's, who
lived in a retired place, some miles distant, and
there wait until farther orders.
Accordingly, being furnished with a complete
set of tools, he proceeded to the appointed place,
and was so fortunate as to find ample employ for
some time, under the very roof of his host.
A few days only, however, had elapsed, when
an express arrived, bringing him a letter Crom Mr.
Duer. G







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The worthy old Dutchman was quite curious
to know from whom the letter came, and what
was its purport.
"' Val,' said he, knocking the ashes from his
pipe-' you know tee shentlemen of tee armee ?
Vat for tey rite you ?-eh ?'
"Crosby waived an answer as wellas he was able,
informing his host that he must be absent a short
time, when he would return, and finish the shoes.
Val,' said the Dutchman,' how you go ?-on
shank's mare ? You no trudge so-you nebber get
there. Here, you Hauns! Puckle tee pest shaddle
on mine horse, and pring him to tee horse plock
tirectly-you hear ?'
The horse was brought out accordingly, and
Crosby was soon on his way to Fishkill. On his
arrival, circumstances existed, which rendered it
imprudent for him to tarry, and he was directed to
go to Dr. Miller's, who kept an apothecary's shop
at some distance, and there wait the arrival of one
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"On reaching the place, he inquired for Dr.
Miller, who he was told was absent. This infor-
mation was given him by a girl, whom he was sure
he had seen before, but where he could not recol-
lect.
"'If you wish to trade,' said the girl, 'I can
wait upon you. Perhaps you would like some of
Dr. Miller's opiates. You recollect they are quite
powerful.'
Crosby was on the point of exclaiming. But
the girl whispered him to be silent. These men,'
said she, 'who are around us, are whigs, but you
must not let your name be known.'
While thus conversing, and listening to the
conversation of several men, at the fire, a stranger
entered the shop, and inquired for a vial of medi-
cine. Crosby recognized that it was Mr. Jay-so
slipping out of the door, he pretended to be admiring
the stranger's fine horse, when Mr. Jay came out;
and, as he mounted, whispered to Crosby to return
to the Dutchman's, and wait for farther orders.





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Accordingly, he ,oon after left Miller's, and
before night was again at his quarters.
Sho, ten, you cot pack'-said the Dutchman,
as Crosby rode into the yard-the smoke at the
same time running in-a fine curl from his mouth.
Safe home again,' replied Crosby.
'Yaw, tee horse pe true-true-he vill ride
any potty rite to mine house. Hauns here-take
off his shaddle-rup him toun mit a whisp ofshtraw.
-tont let him trink till he coutch'd cuoold.'
"A few days from this time, Crosby received
definite instructions from the Committee of Safety,
to repair to Vermont, on a secret expedition; and
as no time was to be lost, he was obliged to bid his
host adieu, quite suddenly.
i<' Can you direct me the road to S- ,' asked
Crosby.
To S- ? Yaw-you see dat road pon de
hel 7'
"'0, yes,' said Crosby, I see it.'




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