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LEHI FREE PRESS, LEHI, UTAH She was The Master off By Irving Bacheller CopjrrlfBt Kit by Irrii BachsTlar WNUBerrtea CHAPTER VI Continued There were sledges loaded with bay tad cornmeal to sacks for tbe oxen, sad with food for the men. Tbere was also a wooden scraper set upon broad runners when not la use. Tbe drivers found water for their teams under the Ice roof of s pond. Soon s shelter wss built of poles covered with boughs of spruce and hemlock. The snow beneath it was overlaid with a deep mat of balsam. In a little time tbe had a Are blazing in front of the shelter and tbe cook had begun bis work. A teamster bad shot a deer that morning and there was food The brawny, happy men mused themselves with singing and as tbey rested under the story-tellinlong shelter warmed by a Ore I to which the snow fell biasing. Colin got news of Mrs. Bowlby. who had moved to the fort with ber children for the winter and who spent a part of every day bunting and trapping In tbe forest That womern is half horse," said a man of the mountain country. -Ttald o nothln'. Has killed a panther an' a lynx this winter an seventeen deer. She can bring a buck In on her back an' eat him fer supper. Ban'some as a plcter an' neat as a pin an' plite as a minister, but it don't do to git her vexed." Tbe night was so cold that even tbe oxen were bedded with boughs and some of the teamsters slept between the beasts to keep warm. When tbe fire sank low, Colin had to get up and rake out the embers and stand leaning over them while he beat his sides for comfort lie bad doubled the mare's cover with one of bis own blankets and was feeling the need of it lie envied the mountaineers sleeping with frosty beards and with no apparent sense of discomfort lie put wood on the Ore and went back to his bed millng as he said to himself, "I wonder If the future generations will ever know about these days and nights." The cattle bellowing for food and water were a sufficient reveille before daylight Tbe teamsters began to yoke their teams and take them to the pond for water. The snow had ceased. The fire was rekindled. The feeding had begun. A corps of shovelers working with pine torches were cutting a tunnel in deep snow. After breakfast four teams of oxen hitched to a scraper were wallowing as they slowly hauled It up the hill Often the patient beasts were helpless In the white depths. Then the shovelers began to tunnel the drift around them and ahead. Tbe sky was clear and the sun shining when the scrapers halted at the summit and looked down upon a broad clearing. Colin tolled along behind them on his mare. A freezing wind blew In his fhce. The white lopes, sown with frost crystals which caught and held the sunlight shone with dazzling prismatic rays. A fox out on a quest for supplies had made a seam in the snow a mile long from the forest edge to a henhouse on a farm In the valley. The road below was fairly clear for a distance. The guns were coming up behind and halting whtle the teamsters put chains on their runners to help In holding their slant loads on the long down-hil- l They made less than four miles that day, and at night the men were housed by an accommodating farmer, many of them sleeping on the floors with flaming wood In the fireplaces. The cattle had been watered at the farmer's well and turned Into the stable yard where a shed sheltered them. Some of the were dismen with poor work frozen toes. for by qualified Colin went to another house where men and teams were hired to work through the ntg'it as far east as possible with shovels and the scraper. Aided by this forework. the train made about eight miles the next day. So the guns of TIcondorogn crept along over the hills and through the valleys on their way to a new duty at Dorchester heights. Captain Cnbot was wont to say, "They seemed to have left their old home with reluctance and to be sternly resisting the strength ot the oxen." Meanwhile In Boston Tat was having her first great adventure. She had been in communlctaion with Revere since the time of Colln's departure. Mrs. Shlpman, the wife of a loyalist, who had been prominent In the social life of the city, was their Intermediary. She was from Virginia, where years before, after Washington had returned, a hero, from the unfortunate Brad-doccampaign, she fell tn love with him although then engaged to marry a wealthy New Englander visiting in Alexandria. The young officer was not then heart free, according to credible reports, and nothing came of It save an undying memory In the mind of the girl She married and went to live In Boston. Her home was a romantic If was mansion on Roxbury neck. built by one Corwtn. who was clandestinely In love with the sister of his wife. In constructing the bouse he had made a secret passage between the walls on the second floor leading to the room planned for his sweeThis passage Mrs. Shlpman theart bad by and by discovered. At heart In sympathy with the American cause, she said nothing of this singular detail In the structure of the mansion, having conceived a use for It The asyoung patriots had had secret sistance from her and through Revere she had sent a letter to wood-choppe- g foot-cov- k GereraJ Washington reminding him of old acquaintance and assuring him of her desire to assist the cause. She had confided to the young coppersmith the peculiar feature of the mansion. More thao once be and bis friends bad found It a safe and convenient refuge. Shlpman was then a brigadier la the British army and not often at home, being mostly In the camp at Bunker Illll One evening late tn February, Revere was lying on a couch In the bedroom with a secret entrance, called "the chamber of sin." awaiting the hour when the collector of refuse would call for the barrels at the back door and convey him to Snoach's yard Suddenly be heard the signal agreed upon and arose, eager to finish his errand. He had been admitted by a trusted negro slave soon after darkness fell, lie had not yet seen Mrs. Shlpman and was awaiting ber signal at the door. As usual when he occupied this room, there was no light In It Suddenly he beard the signal which was the flick of a handkerchief. The door opened and the mistress of the mansion entered. "What have yon to say?" she whispered. Revere answered with like caution. "The Chief appreciates your help hut he wishes me to remind you that it Is a perilous kind of work and that you may even lose your life In doing It" "Yes I I know." the lady exclaimed. "That Is war. I would have you remind him of quite another thing even greater than war. That you will do when you say to him. and only to him. that life Is not so much to me as It was once long ago. That mine Is a failure unless I can make It In some way useful to him and that I would gladly give It to the cause he loves." There was a note of sadness In her tone. Touched by the sacred character of the message, the spy, who had a remarkable memory, applied himself to the task of noting In his mind the ordering of Its phrases. "There will be a bombardment" he went on. "At the sound of the first gun our friends are to come here and keep indoors. Ton are to tell Pat Fayerweather that she and her fam- - The aprie woman came. an eccentric harmless old widow, who lived alone la an abandoned mill oa Stony brook about a mile beyond the western entrance to Roxbury neck. She always carried with ber a gift of stockings or mittens knit by ber own hands for the pickets of each ail her "boys" and army. They were -they called her Mother Enslow." She was said to be a distant relative of one of the American brigadiers, whose influence bad. no doubt helped ber in the beginning of her odd enterprise. Sha answered every challenge with her own countersign. It was. "My boy. Cod bless youl" It was sincere and bad become sufficient on both lines. At first the British took her to the guard bouse, where she was aearched. Later. all suspicion of any motive, save that of earning a few shillings, passed and they welcomed her. glad to have her apples and her blessing. The girl and Mrs. Shlpman went above-stair- s with Mother Enslow. Pat began her negotiations with an offer of ten pounds to the old woman for her costume and advice. It was a large sum to this poor lonely creature, but she would not accept It until the girl had frankly given her motive for wishing to pass the lines. 'That's honest." said the old army Is a caution. e mother. My girl It's a klllln' thing an' may the good God help ye I It broke the heart In I'll my breast years an' years ago. stay In Boston town fer good an' alL Te cross the Neck at seven. If anyone stops ye say. 'My boy. Ood bless ye I' They're all good boys, an If ye say It with the holy spirit on yer tongue, they'll give ye not a word o' trouble." So It happened that the acknowl edged belle of Boston came Into possession of the gown, bonnet, shoes and good wishes of old Mother Enslow, who. dressed In cast-of- f garments, presently left the mansion. "Fir. i we'll try an experiment" said Mrs. Shlpman. It would have been difficult to distinguish Pat from the apple woman when she walked with her friend to the fish market where Mother Enslow bought ber supplies. There the girl personated the apple woman so successfully that her manner, voice and make-uexcited no suspicion in Mr. Snoach or his helpers. Mrs. Shlpman laid their plan before him in a whispered conference. "She'll pass 1" he exclaimed. "Many's the time I've sent the apple woman to p i SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS At Boston, tn July, 1778, Colin Cabot, ardent ytxini lew ot liberty, bid food-b- y to Ms sweetheart. Patience "Pat" Fayerweather, daughter of "rebel." He ohu loyalist but heraelf tbe Revolutionary amy at Cambridge, and I mustered Into the company ot Capt. Amoe Fame-wortColin Impresses Washington, and he make him hi Informal secretary, with the rank of captain. A latter from Pat tell Colin she ia to visit friends outside the American lines, and aska kin to meet ber. He acts out Learning of a British plot to capture Colin, Farnsworth, with a troop, rides to the rescue. A British patrol, led by Harry Care, Colin's rival for the hand of Pat, threatens the young patriot. Farnsworth and his troop coma up. Cage challenges Colin to a duel. They fight and Gage ia wounded. Colin returns to Cambridge. Washington, having forbidden dueling, reduces him to tha ranks, but Mrs, Washington, affectionately known to tha army as "Lady" Washington, remains his stanch friend Restored to his rank for meritorious service, Colin Is sent, with Col. "Sim" Botts, a "civilian soldier," on a recruiting mission In the West. Ha meets a typical pioneer woman, Mrs. Bowlby. A band of drunken Indians Is outwitted by her bravery and shrewdness. With many recruits, Colin goes back to Cambridge. Ha It sent to aid in the transportation of tha guns of Ticonderoga to tha heights of Dorchester, bombard to Boston, are to come here. All other points will be Id danger." "When will the trouble begin?" Uy "We cannot say, but probably early In March." "Anything more to tell me?" "No." "Then you must go. Here are letters. The litterman Is waiting." Revere descended the servants' stairs in the darkness to the kitchen, lie stepped out of Its door and down Into an empty ash barrel on the wagon. A sunken top that held a foot of ashes was shoved Into the barrel above his head. Thus he rode In a wagon behind horses driven by an unsuspected patriot to Snoach's yard. There. If the driver saw no danger signal. Revere would take a water route on his way to Cambridge. The barrel Jour ney to Winnlslmet was now rarely used. Mrs. Shlpman was a kind of postmistress for the patriots In Boston. Revere and others In the secret service brought letters to the mansion and there received a few from friends of its mistress to he taken beyond the lines. Pat Fayerweather was one of this hand of friends. She came to the mansion In her chaise next morning. "I'm going through the linos." she said. "I'm desperate. Can't wait any longer. I've got to see that man. Good I.ordl I'm In love." Mrs. Shlpman laughed. "Well I I've had the same trouble. P.ut It's I know that restless feeling. a robber. Women have to look out or it will deprive them of their sanity. Even greater treasures will soon be missing." "To tell you the truth I am n reck less creatura I am not quite respect able." "You wouldn't risk your life trying to break through the lines?" "The apple woman Is In town. I have told her to come here at eleven and that I will buy all her apples at s shilling each. She will be here In five minutes. I shall buy her costume and put It on with padding, and make my face as ugly as hers If I can. and go through the lines tonight. I shall reward her well, and I have In the chaise an old gown of one of our maids that will. I am sure, fit the woman " "It Is madness. Contain yourself. I We'll be out of our trouble soon. for reason a that have saying good I know things which I cannot tell you." "I am weary of that kind of talk. I must go. You know how I feel. My friends in Roxbury will meet me to night on the road beyond the lines." The girl threw her arms around the neck of the woman and kissed her. "I'll see how yon look as an apple woman." said Mrs Shlpman. ' Meanwhile, I shall think about It" my plaz' to set down an' rest. Tell her to go up thar an' wait till I'm goln' to the Neck with a load o' fish." At a quarter of seven the grand young lady, looking like the shabby old apple woman with three white hairs protruding from her chin, set out for the Rritish line on the Neck, In a fish wagon, sitting beside the giant Ebenezer Snoach. CHAPTER VII In Which Pat Has a Desperate Adventure and Boston Is Evacuated. Soon after she left the wagon that night, the hlgh-bnrdisguised beauty was to feci the spirit of old Mother Enslow guiding and protecting her. The apple woman had done much for the comfort of the rough, men In both armies. Her gifts and prayers had smoothed her way and made a host of friends who trusted her She carried no tales coming or colng. The harmless, kindly woman was a unique figure on the lines. The regiments defending Roxbury neck had been reviewed that afternoon hy (leneral Howe, who had sue ceeded Cage as commander of the port. The review had been followed by a hull halting and a dog fight. Now a great bonfire was burning. In the light of which hundreds of men were gathered around two soldiers engaged in a boxing march. As the apple worn an was passing, an Irish sergeant came and led her aside, saying in a whis per : "Mother. I Have Just come oft the line. Orders are out to strip sn' search ye. It's a shame. We know that ye are no spy." They were hack In the shadows. Pat was able to Imitate successfully the voice of Mother Enslow when she said : "Ood bless ye. hoy I My clothes are not as clean as my soul. I'll spend the night with a friend and come bach In the morning There's an old maxim, hoy. The nearer the skin the prouder Old an" young are all the woman. alike. May 5od love and keep ye!" she added, as she gave the boy s shilling and left him. She walked slowly at first but hur rled when well away In the darkness Men were returning from town to the camp In varying stages of Intoxlca tlon. Some of them stopped her. but the look, dress and name of Mother Enslow gave her ample protection. One of the men walked with her to the gate ot the Shlpman house. He left her and she was admitted to the mansion. She told Mrs. Shlpman of her failure. They went to the secret The girl began chamber ahovestalrs. to change hot garments She stood almost naked, telling of tier strange adventure In the British camp. She had bathed and was drawing on ber hard-minde- d he waa bow the radiant. stocking. merry hearted Pat Fayerweather tna -It was a mad venture," "Id woman. "If those young men had teen would not your body, the effect of it of have been like that of the prayera that wonder not do I Enslow. Mother look Father Jerome forbade Paulina to at ber naked body. Youra would put a saint In jeopardy." a -And here it Is withering like with a answered Pat rose." picked D o laugh, "What's the use of it? the British army! It keeps me from I the one man the big. dear man love." slipper She seized her and flung It across the room with a gold-buckle- d it is sometimes knows as Any of these fish mate , timbales and souffle s the other. Sometimes a 8 dulse or a Tartar sauce is ""X with these hot dishes. One other delicious use of fa Well to Keep Supply sea ioous snouia De mentions on such Delicacies make delicious cream Canned . K "bisques," as they arc Shelves. course, they are a linu dinner, but I know of one hooiL Whether you keep house seriously where this Is a specialty of ft!?4 " some put It you or "kitchenettily as tess and where guests are si to keep a supply certain are almost hopeful of having a meal begi,1 salfish of canned crab meat tuaa her famous lobster bisque. hand. They mon and lobster meat on In either of the recipes main dishes ,re called on then for for Sunday . fOOfl hilt U'a IPO Alllfn and salad, for lunch and and for . n trnnl nsp far t horn night supper and for canapes : ",iru a formal entrees- -if you go in for canned form. Salmon Timbales. Of these four foods. lobster perI butter tablespoons A flavor. distinct t tableapooira flour haps has the more lotster canned 1 of cub milk very good brand V4 teaspoon aalt must be selected on this account 4 teaspoon chopped parle, Packs of lobster vary more than 4 teaspoon onion Juice fish unless it is other of the H" teaspoon white pepper packs dis2 si ires pimento the crab meat, which Is of two Vt eup ripe olives, minced tinctly different kinds. The Japanese I cup finked salmon In pieces, comes larger meat crab I cup bread crumbs and is 1 tablespoon butter keeps Its natural flavor, is it that packed in such quantities ...... . .. , i . ti uejii ivu lauiespuons Outlet used largely. It is particularly good are add the flour, gradually add mill .J for salad whenever large pieces until it thickens. household Add salt, peji a stir Personally, desirable. authority says. I like both lobster ley. onion juice, pepper, olives, pJ and crab left in 'airly large pieces entos and salmon to mixture. Po3 when a salad Is prepared. At least Into buttered ramekins, corw a third as much celery as fish Is used crumbs over which one tabiegJ for these salads, and mayonnaise Is or meilea nutter nas been pow mixed with them. Tiny capers or riace rnmeKins in a pan of hot ti minced green olives Improve these ter and bake In a hot oven (4.10 da. salads. Tuna may be used the same grees Fahrenheit) until the cram, a have browned. (Jarnish with nan., way. When salmon is used as This recipe may be doubled fori salad. It is better left In larger pieces as it comes from the can. Plenty luncheon aisn. of mayonnaise should be arranged, Filled With Lobsttf bardcooked eggs cut into Spinach Ring with and Crab. salthe around lengthwise eighths I cups cooked or canned splotck mon. Eggs are. of course, often used t teaspoon grated onion 1 to garnish the other fish salads. Any tablespoon butter 1 teaspoon salt one of these fish may be put Into an teaspoon black pepper Vi teaspoon paprika aspic Jelly with celery and sliced of this A salad of 2 stuffed olives. ring eggs 3 cups cream sauce sort may be served with cucumbers Vt cup One bread crumbs cut Into dices and mixed with may1 cup flaked lobster meat onnaise or with a mixed vegetable 1 cup flaked crab meat salad dressed In the same way. Chop spinach "ne and add pttd For canapes, the fish Is usually onion, which has been browned h finely minced and well seasoned be- butter. Season with salt black pep fore it Is spread on rounds of toast per. paprika and add the or fried bread. Sometimes the salad egg yolks. Mix the spinach with ok mentioned above is molded In tiny and one-hal- f cups of cream met molds not more than one inch In di- and fold In the well beaten ef ameter. When these are turned out whites. Place In n buttered ring moi! of the mold they are put on tooth- and dust with bread crumbs. Place picks and eaten with canapes, as an in a pan or hot water and bake In moderate oven (3T0 degrees Fabrenf appetizer. For a creamed dish, or for Its rich- heit) for twenty minutes. Loosen til er relation the Newburg, lobster and spinach by pressing from the side crab are the favorites. The creamed the mold with a knife, turn ontoni fish Is served on toast in patty cases, hot platter and fill the center tltl or Is put In ramekins or In a large bak- lobster meat and crab meat heatel ing dish, covered with crumbs and with rest of white sauce. Garnis! browned in a hot oven. When high with strips of pimento or slices seasonings and pimentos and green lemon or egg. peppers are added to a creamed dish WMJ 8rri . 1933. Bell Syndicate. For Sunday Night Supper, or Lunch aJi din-ner- s. T . - a lfSf . "D n the British Army!" pretty Indiguation In her eyes, adding, "Must I always be content with the admiration of women?" She laughed as she drew the strings on her wide waistband, saying, "If I ever get my hands on him again, he shall not escape." "My soul I" the woman exclaimed. "You are like Richard when he yelled for a horse. Be patient You are young yet" "Young I 1 am ten years older than I was this morning. I am withering into old age." Save for the woman spy who was then hiding In the secret passage this Illuminating bit of Eighteenth century frankness would have been lost to the world. "Now I shall have to do some lying," said Pat as, having finished dressing, she sat while a maid was adjusting the pins that held her hair. "You and I have spent the afternoon and eve- ning knitting for the dear British soldiersbad luck to them I Now that It Is over, you will not mind how you spend the day so it be In a good cause." well-bat- ol "Oh, not at all. I'm an obliging Uar and may the Lord forgive us! There's an old saying that he smiles at the lies of women." "Why not? He knows that we have never had a fair chance In this old world of His. Sometimes I think I'd rather be a cock sparrow than a woman." "We are a lot" said Mrs. Shlpman. "We have to take what's offered and often live unsatisfdown-trodde- ied. t hard-cooke- d How Old? 1 n I'll ring for the chaise. It's time you were going home." "Home life In the Colonies I" Pat "Codfish and smelly beef laughed. e ind pious prayers for King George be-'or- and after eating! Clinton and Howe laughing at Washington's army! I wonder why they do not fight It" Before Pat went away, two British officers called at the mansion looking for Mother Enslow. the apple woman. They were told that she had gone. They Insisted on searching the house and were permitted to do so. The sergeant of the regiment of grenadiers had begun to suspect the Mother Enslow whom he had met that In her presence he had evening. missed something. The woman he saw and heard was like Mother Enslow and yet different. As he thought of the meeting, he wondered why his mind would give him no rest In the matter. What he had missed was a thing not to be seen or heard. It was the spiritual aura that surrounded the remarkable woman known as Mother He had begun to tell of his Enslow. suspicion, and a man hearing of it had told of meeting the apple woman and of taking her to the Shipman house and of having a like misgiving. So it came about that Mrs. Shipman and her home were thereafter closely watched. The consequences might have boon serious a month earlier. One day soon after, while visiting the British hospital. Pat came upon Mother Enslow. who was nursing the sick. They had a talk together. The former apple woman won the affection of the fashionable young lady. Within week the old mother of the armies, shorn, trimmed and neatly dressed, had become a chambermaid In the Fayerweather mansion. Since the war began, wealthy loyalists had lost many servants and their domestic affairs were sorely deranged. Thus It was that Pat. feeling the need of wise counsel and friendly consolation In her own hor.;e. found It In the company of Mother Enslow. Soon the peaceful folk of the town were In a panic. A man who lived on the Neck looking through a from the top of his house, had discovered signs of great actlvitv on Dorchester heights. The heights had been taken by the Yankees without loss In a curious and Ingenious man ner. Their column had advanced wheelbarrows loaded high with bound hay to screen thorn. 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