Whig Against Tory - The Military Adventures of a Shoemaker, a Tale of the Revolution by Unknown
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zeal was now all alive, and made him quite forget his weariness.
"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 Crosby. 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 neighbouring 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 clay.' "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 encouragement that I would '_join_' them, and well should I like to fulfil such an engagement.' |
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