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at once recognized as that of the sergeant. The screams for quarter, and the loud shouts of triumph, which rung through the crevices of the wall, proclaimed that the contest had been short and sanguinary.

At the first blast of the bugle, the lady, with a loud scream, had fainted and fallen upon the floor. Jarvis was completely distracted by contending emotions: he seized the maiden, and bore her to the low settle in the corner of the room, and then ran to the door of his cell, and made a desperate effort to open it. Failing to do so, he returned to the place where the lady was lying, and finding her yet in a state of insensibility, he used every effort for her recovery. He chafed her hands and forehead, and tried to moisten her lips with the wine; but his agitation was so great, that the goblet and its contents fell from his hand upon the floor. She exhibited as yet no signs of life, and Templeton, in all the agony of desperate sorrow, concluded that she was dead."Ho! sergeant, help!" "Come this way and be damned to you," said he, as he heard his quondam companion bawling his name through the house. In a moment the door of his prison was burst open with a tremendous crash, and the sergeant, with three or four dragoons, rushed in. "My dear fellow," said the sergeant," is this you? I thought" "Oh! confound your compliments," said Jarvis, "bring some water, or any thing; this lady has fainted; I fear she is dead, and to-night she saved my life." At this moment, owing to the circulation of fresh air, or the tremendous crash occasioned by bursting the

door, the lady recovered, and with a vacant stare, gazed for some moments around the room. But, at the sight of several strange men, in an unknown uniform, she gave a faint scream, and rushed out of the room. Jarvis followed her, and seeing that she opened the door leading up the stair-case, and ascended to her apartment, he returned to the sergeant, who had entered with the light from his cell. The first spectacle which encountered the eyes of Jarvis, was the dead body of his tormentor, the Tory lieuterant, lying upon the floor. "Had I not been bullet proof," said the sergeant, "that fellow would have given me my quietus; he had the assurance to fire a pistol right into my eyes, but he encountered one of the legion, as scripture says." So saying, he very coolly wiped the blood from his sword-blade, upon the dead man's coat, and sheathed it. "What news, corporal?" he continued, as a party of ten or fifteen dragoons entered the door, as if from pursuit. The corporal placing himself in a soldierly position, with his hand touching the rim of his cap, and the point of his sword upon the floor, replied: "Five killed, Sir, and four taken prisoners, who were all that remained." "Hang them at once," said the sergeant, "they may escape and tell tales. See if Colonel Pyle is among the prisoners, corporal: if he is not, examine the dead bodies; we have certainly secured him, I hope." "Colonel Pyle left here," said Jarvis, "some hours since." "The d-1 he did," said the sergeant, then my job is but half done: however, every dog has his day, and his must come shortly call the roll, corporal." "All right, Sir," re

plied the corporal; "here are twelve of us; we had but twenty, and seven have gone to help the provost martial tuck up the tory prisoners." "It is time," said the sergeant, "that job was done; we have been here at least twenty minutes, and by day-light we must reach camp. Sound the bugle, cornet Adams." The troop was soon mounted, and ready to start. "This is your horse, if I mistake not," said the sergeant, "and here are your pistols and sabre round this dead rascal's body." "But," said Jarvis, hesitating, "there is a young lady in this house, to whom I owe my life: when Pyle, and his band of cutthroats, were in the act of butchering me to-night, when 1 was bound and unable to move, she rushed before their swords, and begged my life." "That was noble," said the sergeant, "but what would you do? Take her with you?" "No," said Jarvis, "but • I think it would be rendering her some slight return, if not conferring an act of feeling, to rid the house of these dead bodies, and of all traces of tonight's engagement from the yard." "You are right, Sir," said the sergeant; "do you, corporal Cramp, with eight men, remove these Tory carcases out of the house and yard; cut down those who are hanging over the gate, as soon as you are certain they are dead, and put the whole of the number into the pine thicket somewhere's near; when you have done this, take the near cut by the forks of Haw, and join us at day-light, in camp."

Having given these orders with the same composure that he would have formed a line in dress, the sergeant, with Jarvis and the dragoons, mounted their

horses and struck off into a road just beyond the house. Jarvis cast a long, lingering look behind him; and although in the building he had left, the worst horrors of anticipation had assailed him, and a cowardly, assassin-like attempt had been made upon his life, yet he left it with a sigh of regret. The wretchedness and angelic kindness of the fair maiden whom it contained, had caused emotions of sympathy and gratitude, bordering upon idolatrous affection. Upon the ride, the sergeant informed him that upon his escape from the party who pursued him upon the evening previous he had proceeded directly to camp, and given the packet entrusted by Jarvis to Col. Lee: That after Lee had perused it and heard the fate of the messenger who bore it, he had manifested great anxiety, and having heard from • a spy, that Pyle was collecting forces in the neighbourhood of Mrs. Woodville, he thought it highly probable that Jarvis had been taken there, and ordered the sergeant with twenty men, to scour that neighbourhood and rescue him at all hazards.The moon had receded far behind the edge of the trees, and the first gleams of light were breaking from the East, when the party arrived at camp. Jarvis was immediately introduced to Lee's quarters, where he found the commander among a group of officers, busily engaged in arranging the operations of the day. Although surrounded by the chivalry of the legionary corps, although the fine forms of Rudolph, Eggleston, and Pickens towered over the crowd around him, yet there was no mistaking the air of command, and tone of mild determination

which distinguished the small, though noble figure of the legion commander. Jarvis stopped for a moment, and gazed in admiration upon the man whose gallantry and prudence, whose profound knowledge of warfare and aptitude to embrace advantages, had so long sustained the spirit of resistance in the South. "This is the gentleman, Sir," said the sergeant advancing into the crowd, who-"Ah!" said Lee, “I am glad to see you, Sir; sergeant, you have done well and I will remember it. Have you got Pyle?" "No, Sir," said the sergeant with a tone of deep regret; "the rascal had made his escape before I reached the place, to which I understood he had gone." "Well," said Lee, "it matters not; I suppose you took care, that none escaped to tell of our being in the neighbourhood." "There were but twelve, Sir," said the sergeant. "We killed eight and hung four." "Your account balances," said Lee, smiling. "Retire and get your troop in order for action. We have nobler game in view today. Tarleton, we understand, is just ahead of us, and we have a chance of making reprisals upon him, for the massacre of the unlucky bugler." The officers having retired, Lee commenced a conversation with Jarvis, which continued for some length of time. It concluded with a request upon the part of our hero, to be admitted into the legion, and a ready compliance with a handsome compliment, on the part of Lee.

After the legion had breakfasted, the whole party mounted, and proceeded in high spirits across the Haw river, in pursuit of Tarleton. The cavalry troops then commanded by Lee, were re

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