A Hero of Ticonderoga

with autumnal hues, their broad expanse of variegated color was blotched with many a square of unsightly new clearing.

lonely than his wife, yet he was of a social nature and glad of human companionship; while Ruth,

of the turbid Lemon Fair. At this point a saw mill was being built and a grist mill talked of. With that convenience established so close at hand, t

ner meal for johnny-cake, by the slow and laborious plump

ump of the plumping mill to wipe his hot face and rest his arms that ached with the weary downpu

he answered, cheerily, through the window. "Le

o the new road to see what ox-teamster of unfamiliar voice was bawling his vociferous way along its root

eady for grindin' before winter sets in. Then it'll be good-by to you, old 'Up-an'-down,' and good r

riend in time o' need. Mebby you'll miss the trips to Skee

y with the boys, any day, and I'll have mor

fore the summer was out, the little Yankee became a great favorite with the few English and Irish boys whose fathers were soldiers of the little garrison. He taught them how to shoot with his hornbeam bow and spi

he beautiful wife of that fine gentleman might see from what manner of embryo grew these Yankees, who were becoming so troublesome to His Majesty, King George. She

ur terrible Yankees, they be very like our own people, in speech and actions, only shar

ulent, upstart breed. I fear only a sound drubbing, and, perhaps, the hang

bbed or hanged," said she, with a sigh; "sure

r there comes an outbreak of these discontented people, I warrant you'll find this boy deserving