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constant fermentation; and render him full fain, like "a game bird” (applied to a man); "game feather ;" Captain Bonneville, to make his "bow to the splendors game qualities ;" &c. &c. Again; does Mr. I. design and gaieties of civilized life, and plunge again amidst a playful mockery of Sir Piercie Shafton, or is it down. the hardships and perils of the wilderness."
right serious affectation, when he twice uses the verb All the Indians of the Upper Missouri, and of the dominate, for overlook, or overtop? One more cavil, and Columbia region, hunt and fight on horseback; and we have done. The book seems to us too minute, and seem to be the best riders in the world. A frequent over-embellished. There are too many details of perfeat is the one described as performed by a Crow war- sonal adventure ; too much recital of unimportant rior, when he and his brethren had driven a band of events; too many high-colored delineations of local their enemies, the Blackfeet, into a thicket, whence the scenery. A travelling artist would not have charged aim was to dislodge them. Force having been found his portfolio with more landscapes; and when it is ineffectual, the Crow 'Brave' thought to provoke them considered, how far the pen falls short of the pencil in out. He therefore 'advanced alone, with that martial conveying just images of such scenes to the mind; the air and equestrian grace for which the tribe is noted. indiscreetness of a writer's attempting them so freWhen within an arrow's flight of the thicket, he loosquently, is manifest. Throughout the work, there is so ened his rein, urged his horse to full speed, threw his much circumstantial and apparently fanciful garniture, body on the opposite side, so as to hang by but one leg that a shade of discredit is thrown upon the verity of and present no mark to the foe; in this way, he swept Captain Bonneville's facts. The reader half suspects along in front of the thicket, launching his arrows from that he is reading another “Conquest of Granada;" a under the neck of his steed. Then regaining the tale, 'founded on fact:' instead of a true narrative of saddle, he wheeled round, and returned whooping and a plain and sensible man's travels through an interestscoffing to his companions, who received him with yellsing country. Divested of these excrescences, yet reof applause.' The same was done by several others : taining all becoming ornament, the work might have but the Blackfeet were not to be tempted from their been of but half its present size, and have had thrice its covert.
present number of gratified readers. Two most unwelcome conclusions force themselves upon the mind, in reading this book; both of them, opinions long held by many; but ascribed by many also to the jaundiced vision of a morbid philanthropy. First, that the aborigines of this continent owe most of
THE PILGRIM. their vices to contact with Europeans: second, that fourfifths, at least, of our wars with the Indians, are attri- "Wherefore, put on the whole armor of God.”—Eph. 5, 13-19. butable to the perfidy or violence of white men. The first conclusion is demonstrated by the views here pre
Arm thee, pilgrim! 'lis no strife sented, of the guileless kindness, and the temperance, of
With earth's legions to thee given; those tribes who have had little or no intercourse with
Foes, through every stage of life, the whites. The second is confirmed by at least three
Stand between thy soul and heaven. glaring instances of blended treachery and cruelty,
See, beneath, behind, before, practised by men either connected with Captain Bonne
Bent the bow, and poised the dart; ville, or engaged in pursuits like his, at the same time.
Outwardly dost thou explore ? One of these instances was the shooting of a chief, on
Lo! they garrison thy heart. his advancing, alone, to meet a flag of truce borne by
Arm thee, pilgrim! but can earth his murderer. Another was the burning alive of several
Furnish weapons to withstand ? Indian captives, because their countrymen would not
Trust not their un temper'd worth, restore some stolen horses. One such act might par
Lest they crumble in thy hand. donably be deemed, by unlettered savages, justification
Arm thee! see thy foes arise! for a hundred retaliatory atrocities.
On they come, (and know they're ruth ?) Before we part with Mr. Irving, a duty remains to be
Headed by the sire of lies; done, for which no thanks are to be expected. Cen.
Haste! be girt about with truth. sures are to be dealt out. But in what writer is it half 80 important that faults of style should be noted for Arm thee, pilgrim! they advance ! his correction, as in the most admired, and therefore
Stay thy foot, and bend thy knee! the most likely to be copied, of all living Americans ?
Calumny uplifts her lance ; Nowhere, save in the effusions of Mr. Charles Phil Malice has a shaft for thee: lips, can a more enormous instance be found of allitera Narrower now the circle draws; tion, that poorest rhetorical artifice,-than in the fol Hard upon thee now they press ! lowing phrases, employed in shewing that “a man Take it! for thy sinking cause ! who bestrides a horse, must be essentially different The breast-plate of righteousness. from a man who cowers in a canoe.” The former is "heedless of hardship; daring of danger ; prodigal of Baffled oft, but not subdued ; the present;" &c. How far beneath Mr. Irving is such Rising fast, where late they fell; a jingle! Again ; in the two volumes, there are pro See the charge again renew'd, bably a dozen applications of a single pet phrase; and And now allies brought from hell. that, drawn from the slang dictionary. It is the word Up! behold yon fiery dart, game, used thus—“his game look ;" "a game warrior;" Wing'd with lightning, on its path;
N. N. N.
Quench it! ere it strike thy heart!
yet be worthy of me !"-and a shudder ran through Lo! thou hast the shield of faith.
Another moment allayed the wild thought. Champe Haste thee! charge the prostrate host !
could not be worthy of her. He was a deserter, and in There was virtue in thy shield !
open arms against his country! She had seen it. There Seize the moment, ere 'tis lost!
was nothing to be hoped from any explanation he Be God's word thy sword to wield.
could make. Logic might exhaust itself, and still he Slumber not; the field is thine,
would be guilty-so plain, so simple was the evidence But thy labor just begun;
of the fact. It had been demonstrated to herself; and Seek at heaven's appointed shrine,
not alone to witnesses, who might, for sinister purposes, Strength to keep what faith has won.
misrepresent the case. Camden, S.C.
Rising from her bed, ere yet the sun had mounted the cloudless sky, Emma hastily dressed herself, and,
without being observed, left the house. It was a mild
June morning; the birds were singing their welcome THE DESERTER:
to the day so cheerfully, that it seemed to mock her
misery. For the first time in her life, she tried to shut A Romance of the American Revolution, founded on a well out their blithe carol; and pressing her bonnet closely authenticated incident.
upon her ears, she quickened her pace. (CONCLUDED.)
But there was an object in her path, that would far more powerfully and painfully remind her of happier
days. Unusual as it was, at that early hour, a group CHAPTER X.
of men were already abroad; but they were those whom
a life of activity and usefulness had taught the value of The toil which stole from thee so many an hour time, and to whom habit had made watchfulness easy. Is ended,--and the fruit is at thy feet!
It was a party of Lee's dragoons, who-after having Shelley.
valiantly served in the arduous duty of reducing the eneStrange as it may appear, the increased obligation my's chain of posts in the South, just as the latter flatterunder which Colonel Brookville now lay to Champe, ed themselves they were masters of that portion of the only served to redouble his exertions to bring about a Union-had obtained leave to visit, for a short period, marriage between his daughter and Birdsall. It is true their native county. that his desertion from his countrymen, and his enlist-. As the maiden passed them, every cap was raised, ment in so vile a band as that which Arnold had raised, and many were the looks of surprise with which she was enough to disgust him, although he was, as we have was regarded. Each man of the party had before seen said, no real friend to the cause of America. Having her; but never, until that moment, had they beheld the been foiled in his former attempts to traduce him, it is wan countenance and wasted form they now encounnot to be supposed that he did not eagerly seize upon tered. the subject offered him by a fact, in itself enough to With an undefinable and vague feeling, Emma eagerblast the Virginian's reputation, and degrade him even ly looked at every face, and ran her eyes hastily over in the partial, but honorable, mind of Emma. From the glittering uniform of each individual. the moment the news of Champe's descrtion reached “If he were only there”-she thought "aye, and the villa, no allusion had been made to his rank in life, the meanest soldier among them— And a profound or the sin-viz. misfortune-which had placed him there. sigh banished the vain and transitory illusion. There was no occasion for this. His real crime-his She passed on, full of bitter reflection. She was perfidy, his treason, were unanswerable arguments. going, for the last time, to visit the graves of the vir.
Soon after his return to the villa, Birdsall received the tuous parents of an unworthy son. There might have long expected letter with the black seal; and it became been, at least, a weakness—perhaps something injudinecessary that he should visit England as soon as pos- cious, if not a decided relaxation of maidenly dignity, sible. Consequently every art was essayed by the in the act; but Emma had fallaciously persuaded her. Colonel to hasten the marriage. The luckless Emma self that it was to the virtues of the relatives alone that was allowed no peace, morning, noon, or night; and at she paid this tribute—for there lay the remains of all length, worn out with their importunity, and fully per- the immediate friends of the Deserter-his parents, iwo suaded that Champe-from whom she had not heard brothers, and an only sister, with the latter of whom it since his broken promise, a month before--had indeed had almost unmanned him to part, strong and inflexlost all that love of honor and principle, which she still ible as was his mind. believed he had once possessed--she, in a moment of The spot she sought was a little secluded place, surdespondency and utter hopelessness, agreed-since her rounded by trees, which cast over it a calm and solemn own happiness was gone—to gratify her father. shade, fitting for the last repose of the virtuous dead.
No opportunity was given to retract the hasty sen- As she passed through the trees, she suddenly started. tence, which, indeed, she had but half uttered. The The slender form of a youth, in the gay uniform of eager Colonel, himself, named the day; and—every the Legion, leaned against an oak, directly before her; preparation having been made in the interval-it ar- his right arm rested against its huge trunk, and on that rived. And dreadful were Emma's feelings when it reclined his bowed head. Though, in this situation, dawned upon her wakeful eyes.
his face was necessarily concealed, the maiden knew “Suppose,” whispered insidious hope," he should him at once. Buxion's letters to his sister had made a
deep impression upon Emma ; and the mutilated right|my country's good bade me die there, her enemies hand of the youth before her plainly enough revealed who should never see me shudder at the manner of my he was. She shuddered at the sight, while she deeply death." admired the magnanimity of the boy, who could thus Emma surveyed the unbending expression of counsink the injury received from the son, in remembrance tenance of the inflexible being before her with a wonof the upright character of the parents.
der she could not control. “I believe you, John Suddenly raising his head, Buxton started as he Champe,” she cried ; " from my soul I believe you. beheld her. Saluting her, by raising his cap in the Even now is death awaiting upon your every step ; precise manner of his profession, he quietly turned to and still you linger here, calm and unmoved as though ward the adjacent burial place ; but as quickly chang. you were in the midst of security. Be wise and fly. ing his mind, he turned again, passed her, and hur- Believe me, you have no friends here." ried away from the spot. Precipitated into overwhelm “I know it,” he replied, fixing upon her a scrutining reflection by this incident, for a short time ourizing gaze. “I believed I had one that would ever heroine found herself unable to proceed; but recollect-have been true to me. But I was wrong: I had no ing that a prolonged absence from the villa might be right to believe it. Perhaps I have not deserved that come the subject of remark, she summoned fortitude her esteem for me should continue.” and went on.
“Perhaps !" repeated Emma. "Is there then a Once more she started. A stranger, in a rich suit of doubt of it? But it avails nothing to speak of this, mourning, knelt at the grave of the mother of the De- now. I am another's! And if I were not serter. His clasped hands were raised in prayer, but "I have heard so,” said Champe seriously, but with the words he uttered were inaudible. Directly his voice a strange composure. Then perceiving that her feelings swelled into a clear, full tone, as he fervently petitioned prevented her from speaking farther, he asked kindlyHeaven to shower its choicest blessings upon her who “You said, Emma, if you were not another's-What had planted that grave with flowers! Those tones then ?” could not be mistaken by Emma. The same manly “\Desertion can never be explained away,'” returned voice that had, on two memorable occasions of ex- the maiden, repeating his own sentiment, of which, as treme danger and distress, spoken comfort to her, was well as the occasion on which it was uttered, she had now interceding with that Power to whom the strong learned from one of Buxton's letters to his sister. est on earth must bow, that she "might know dan. The cheek of Champe flushed ; but his emotion was, ger and distress no more !"
to all appearance, but momentary. “I said so once,” “Now," thought the maiden, after her first wild he said, smiling; “but I have changed my opinion, gush of feeling had partially subsided--for she was still Emma. Patriotism itself mayunperceived by Champe-“now the time has come to “ Talk not of it,” interrupted the maiden indig. return at least one of the obligations I owe him. The nantly. "I like not ' Arnold's sophistry.' I am one of dragoons I met have no doubt been detached to capture those who continue to believe his famous letter of dehim. They have appreciated his character better than fence 'an insult to an injured country."" I; they know, that deserter as he is, he is not lost to “ You are mine, then!” cried the Virginian, folding all feeling: and taking advantage of that, they would her in his arms ere she was aware of his intention. ensnare him here. Yes! even here-at the grave of “You are mine, Emma. I have sworn, and you have his mother! What monsters war doth make of christian promised it. Neither the oath nor the promise shall be men!"
broken. I am no deserter, Emma, except from Arnold's “ Fly!" was the first startling exclamation that fell Legion !" upon the ear of the Deserter. “Fly! John, your mo An uncontrollable shriek burst from the wretched tions are watched.”
maiden, as she tore herself from his embrace. “Tell Champe sprung to her side. “Who dare watch me?" me not so," she cried wildly. “Have mercy upon me, he asked with a flashing eye.
John, and tell me not so. A few days ago, I would “ There are a dozen of Lee's dragoons at a short have yielded my life to hear these joyful, joyful words. distance, and I passed one this moment in the wood. But now-Oh horror ! horror! You have done wrong, Why do you not fly? Do you not believe me?” John, to deceive me thus; but I have done worse to
The manner of her companion suddenly assumed its doubt your rectitude.” usual composure. “I never disbelieved a word you “There was a state secret involved,” said Champe, uuered, Emma; nor ever will."
affected deeply at her distress. “ Then why not believe me now ?" she asked hur “I might have known it,” returned Emma. riedly. “Are you insensible to danger ? I beseech who occupies yon grave said with her dying breath you fly-you have not one moment to lose.”
you were innocent: but I thought trouble had caused her "I fly not,” returned Champe firmly, and smiling at to rave. Yet, until I saw you in British uniform, and her fears. “The Virginians seldom Ay unless it be to you deceived me again, I could not believe you guilty. lead their enemies into error. But why so anxious for I knew not why; but at times there came upon me, my safety, Emma? From what I have heard since my despite my better judgment, a conviction of the truth return, I thought the days for that had passed away." of that death-bed prophecy."
The words brought overpowering thoughts upon the “Did she say that ?" asked Champe, his countenance mind of the maiden. “No matter,” she answered in beaming with delight, while a manly tear bedewed his intense feeling. “But go. Do not waste the precious eye. “Ah she knew I could not be false to my countime. Would you die upon a gibbet ?"
try. But we will talk of her, and your kindness to her, “I fear not the gibbet," he answered proudly. “If Emma, hereafter. I cannot dwell upon it now; for
remembrance of her, and gratitude to you, overcomes to save Andre from the gallows, and to clear up the me. Let us now seek that happiness for which we character of one of our best generals from aspersions have so long waited in vain.”
cast upon it by the scheming Clinton. The latter I “It is too late!" cried the agonized girl. “This very accomplished; and, but for an accident, similar to that night I am to become Birdsall's bride !"
which caused me to disappoint you at Petersburg, I “So help me Heaven, you shall not,” exclaimed her should have taken Arnold from the midst of his friends, lover solemnly. “They have meanly extorted the and brought him to the American head-quarters. A promise from you—I am sure of it and I blame not few hours more of time at that crisis--and my name, you. But you have engaged to be mine, as well since Emma, would have resounded through the army-aye, as before you were of legal age to act for yourself. through the thirteen republics, as the avenger of our If you desire not to recall the promise, after I have army's reputation which Arnold has so basely sullied, given you the clearest proof of my innocence, I swear uncoupled with the odium of desertion !" I yield not up my rights nor you to such a thing as Emma forgot her engagement with Birdsall and her Birdsall. No, nor to mortal man."
father's anger, as she listened with rapture to his glow. “It is too late,” repeated Emma in despair. ing recital. But the sudden burst of pleasing intelli
“It is not too late,” returned Champe; and he spoke gence was too much for her. She trembled with emoin the same energetic and impressive manner, that had, tion, her pale cheek became still paler, and she fell in days long past, taught Emma to put a firm reliance fainting in the arms of her lover. She recovered only upon his words. Indeed, it appeared to her when he to reflect and weep. thus spoke, that he spoke truth-incontrovertible, un The soothing arguments of the Virginian soon reconquerable truth; that it was impossible he could err; stored her to hope. He had not expected this inter. and that, much as his words seemed to promise, he view with her, but had already resolved upon a course, neither boasted, nor overrated his power to make them from which he did not now depart. He advised her, good. It gave her not only encouragement and hope, therefore, to pass the day as she had intended, and to but assurance. There was so much of modest firmness, expect his interference at the hour appointed for her of self-dependance and of manliness in his manner. union with Birdsall.
" It is yours then, Emma, and yours alone, to de She consented implicitly to follow his directions; cide,” he continued, passing an arm around her unre- bade him remember that a moment, should he be too sisting form, drawing her towards him, and fondly late, might seal her doom ; forbade him to accompany her patting her pale cheek, “ whether you will be his, then; and, feebly resisting his glowing kiss at parting, whose duty to his country has compelled him, while darted through the wood and soon arrived at the house. his heart smote him for it, to drive the roses from here; In the course of the day, Champe's story became or the wife of one who cannot appreciate, and therefore known throughout the neighborhood, and old and cannot love you as you deserve. It is yours, I say, young alike sought to congratulate him, and listen to merely to decide. The means of carrying into effect a narration of his adventures from his own lips. In that decision, if in my favor, may be left to me.” due time it reached the villa, and great were the endea.
Emma thought of her recent engagement, of the vors of Colonel Brookville to keep a knowledge of it dangers of the bold step she knew her lover could from his daughter. In the meantime, Emma, though and would take to claim her, of her father's probable greatly agitated by alternate hope and fear, resolutely anger at her disobedience, and shuddered.
upheld her spirits to meet the approaching crisis. “Look here, girl, look here !” cried the impatient The appointed and dreaded hour drew near. Emma Virginian, drawing a packet of papers from his pocket strained her eyes in the dim twilight to catch a glance and scattering its contents on the grass at her feet. of Champe, stealthily moving through the park : but “Here,” he continued, his manly countenance glowing she saw him not. Night wrapt the scene without in with patriotic pride while he selected one of the papers impenetrable darkness; she was summoned to perform and held it for her inspection," here, in the first place, her engagement with Birdsall; and yet Champe came is Lieutenant Colonel Lee's testimonial that I have never not! “Will he deceive me now ?" she inquired of herswerved from my duty to my country—this, is Greene's self; “ Dare he thus trifle with me? Yes,” was the letter of compliment on my services that accompanied mental answer ; "for he has proved he dare do any. his present of a sword and a noble war-horse. Here, thing; but he will not-I know he will not. I have is the handwriting of Hamilton, above Washington's done him injustice heretofore in doubting him: but if own signature! This, with a blue ribbon, is a lieute- an unavoidable accident should again prevent him nant's commission in the Legion, and with it, a paper Mercy, mercy, Heaven!" that secures me the emolument of the office, and, at Again she was informed that Birdsall and the clergythe same time, releases me from actual service; for man awaited her approach, and resolving, if any unhis excellency was pleased to recommend me not to foreseen circumstance should detain her lover, boldly appear in arms, lest the chance of war throws me in to refuse to take the matrimonial vow, when called the way of the gibbet : not an American gibbet, Emma, upon to do so, with a reluctant step, she obeyed the but a British. This, with a large seal, is a deed from the summons. Legislature of Virginia, for lands—more than enough But Champe had intended she should be called upon to satisfy a far more ambitious man. This is a certifi- co do nothing that could bring upon her the displeasure cate of Congress, granting me a pension for life. I of her father. He had resolved to rescue her from the went not into New York, Emma, to join Arnold, but engagement that he knew had been forced upon her; to seize the detestable trailor!—lo pluck him from his but he had determined to do this in such a manner that strong hold, and to deliver him to Washington! I went ) whatever censure might follow, it should fall upon him
alone. He would not persuade her to elope with him; disregarding the useless anger of the master of the for that would seem her wilful act; he sought only to villa, and rudely dragging forth, from the corner of a obtain her secret concurrence, and then assume in the sofa, where he had slunk, the trembling form of Birdseyes of her friends the responsibility of taking her all. “Where is your boldness now, miscreant ? Stand from them without her consent. Then, when the shock forth and treat an injured brother with the same impuof displeasure and anger came, he would meet it alone, dence that yesterday marked your conduct to his deas he had before met crosses and misfortunes--but fenceless sister. Swear to me, and in this presence, if cheered by the reflection that he had preserved her you dare, that you detest Miss Brookville, as you did bappiness from sacrifice. He was confident that the then, to Isabel Buxton. Thought you, because her success of the plan he had conceived was insured by father was in his grave, a Virginian maiden could find its very boldness. It was in character with the spirit no protector? Or thought you if a nobleman but condeof the men who formed Lee's Legion.
scended to speak, she must be flattered ? Away! fool, As Emma passed through an anti-room, toward a dastard, away!" And dashing him from him with pasparlor prepared for the performance of the matrimonial sionate violence, he continued, “I have solemnly prorites, she looked through the open windows vainly mised Lieutenant Champe I would not do it, or by hoping to penetrate the darkness without, from the Heaven I would, even now, cleave you in twain with brightness of the apartment in which she was. Sud- this good sword, that has already tasted of the proud denly she paused. A naked sabre glittered in the light blood of overbearing England.” of the room, as it moved steadily past the windows. “The Colonel frowned angrily upon the cowering The footstep of him who carried it, however, was Birdsall; but soon turned again toward the intruders noiseless, as was his form invisible.
upon his domestic privacy. But his commands and The heart of the maiden throbbed with wild ecstasy; arguments were alike unavailing :-as there are none but her feelings were not unmingled with apprehension. so difficult to convince as those who will not be conThe powerful assistance of Champe was undoubtedly vinced, the dragoons were equally unmoved by his at hand, as it ever seemed to be in the hours of her threats, or his appeals to them, in regard to the justice severest trials; but there could be as little doubt that of their proceedings, or their right to interfere with his he was not alone; that her father's house was guarded, liberty. They merely replied that they acted upon and its unconscious inmates surrounded by armed men, the responsibility, and by the orders of their lieutenant, inured to carnage and full of determination. Trusting and were perfectly indifferent as to consequences. All Lo the discretion, and the mild and unrevengeful, though the satisfaction he could obtain from them was that his resolute, disposition of Champe; and, above all, to that guests, his household, and himself, would be suffered to power who had guided him through so many scenes of act their pleasure at daybreak the next morning; but extreme peril, and appeared to have ever placed him not one instant before; and that, until that time, every near her when she had most needed assistance, she avenue from the house would be strictly guarded. stified her feelings and proceeded.
This promise was fulfilled. Ac daybreak, the draWhen she entered the parlor the clergyman arose, goons started in a body for the south, to rejoin the and her father advanced in order to lead her to the Legion; and, in a short time, were far beyond the upper end of the room, where the family and two or reach of any pursuit in his power to order. He welt three guests were assembled—there formally to give knew also that it was too late to prevent a marriage her hand to Birdsall. Any interference that could save between Champe and his daughter, unless the latter her now, must, she thought, indeed, be sudden and had strongly opposed the wishes of the lieutenant ; bold. It did not fail to come--and in time.
which, upon reflectior, he felt very much inclined to A loud voice gave orders to some unseen subordi- doubt. nates, and the frightened menials of the villa rushed His judgment did not deceive him. It was already through the doors of the parlor. Dragoons with drawn beyond the power of his silly pride to destroy his sabres followed close upon them, formed in line across daughter's happiness. Within the hour that was to the centre of the apartment, and at the same instant, have given her to Birdsall, Emma, impressed with a the trembling Emma was raised in the arms of one, deep sense of the dreadful alternative delay might whose encouraging whisper she well knew, and borne produce, became the wife of The Deserter. from the house.
“Who commands here?” cried the enraged Brookville, after in vain endeavoring to force his way through the line of dragoons that separated him from his
"I do," answered a voice rendered powerful more By consulting Lee's "Memoirs of the War in the through anger than natural strength. “We cover the Southern Department of the United States," chapter retreat of Lieutenant Champe, and not a soul leaves xxx., it will be found how little we have been indebted this house to-night. But we will speak of this matter to invention for the materials of our story; or rather, directly, Colonel Brookville. In the meantime there is that, in the principal incidents, we have not at all dejustice to be done. Where is this Birdsall ?”
parted from historical fact. "I will let you know, sir," cried the Colonel furious It appears by that work, that Washington, after the with rage, “that neither your authority nor that of defection of Arnold, “the moment he reached the army, your lieutenant is acknowledged here. I command then under command of Major General Greene, enyou to leave the house."
camped in the vicinity of Tappan, sent for Major “ Is this the wretch ?" rejoined the youthful Buxton, Lee, posted with the light troops some distance in