LADIES' AMULET. - Monroe County Library System
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8 THE GEM AND A MO LIT;<br />
for his constitution, and he was taken violently ill<br />
with a fever. His disease was so malignant that<br />
no hopes were entertained of his recovery, and he<br />
was carried to a house in the nearest settlement.<br />
By the time he arrived there, he seemed to be entirely<br />
unconscious of any thing about him. But<br />
the family in whose care he was placed, gave every<br />
attention that kindness and skill could suggest.—<br />
In a few days he began to recover, and the first<br />
that he observed was a pair of deep black eyes<br />
watching over him with intense anxiety, and he<br />
felt a soft hand bathing his feverish temples. As<br />
he gradually opened his eyes, as with returning<br />
life, and beheld the satisfied rountenance of the<br />
lovely maiden, now radiant with the smile of happiness,<br />
he felt a thrill of more than mortal gratitude.<br />
There, like a guardian angel, stood the<br />
aoother of his sorrow—the beautiful object of his<br />
dreams, his love and admiration—his unforgotten<br />
Delia!<br />
What are all the joys which redound to man,<br />
from tho fame of the philosopher and the poet, or<br />
the glory of the patriot and soldier, when compared<br />
with the heaven-born feeling of reciprocal affection<br />
? Talk as ye will, ye cold schemers of<br />
earth, if ye know not this, ye are ignorant indeed.<br />
Under the kind and unceasing attentions of Delia,<br />
Wallingford recovered rapidly, and was soon<br />
in a situation again to take the field. He was<br />
!oth to leave, however, the situation to which he<br />
Jiad been so unwittingly introduced. Time flew<br />
as if borne«on the wings of the wind. Full often<br />
would Delia, with eyes and words too eloquent to<br />
resist, urge him to abandon the life of a soldier<br />
and to pass the remainder of his days " in calm<br />
domestic quiet." When taking the usual walk in<br />
the clear moonlight evenings, frequently would<br />
she picture," in words that breathed," the danger<br />
and hazard he would incur jn the strife of war,<br />
and the happiness which might be his in retirement.<br />
All his energy of character was necessary<br />
to resist these appeals; but his country demanded<br />
his services, and he responded to the call.<br />
The time arrived for his departure, and Delia<br />
escorted him to the gate. A tear unconsciously<br />
atole to her mild black eye as she extended, perhaps<br />
for the last time, her hand to him who had<br />
made the first impression on her young, confiding<br />
and susceptible heart. Her dark tresses hung<br />
carelessly around her brow, the rose of her cheek<br />
assumed a deeper hue, the smile of happiness had<br />
left her lip, and her snow-white bosom heaved a<br />
parting sigh. A lingering, an almost overpowering<br />
regret showed itself upon Wallingford's countenance.<br />
Not daring to trust his resolution long,<br />
lie clasped the lovely girl in his arms, and imprinting<br />
a long, long kis9 upon her lip, with the word<br />
t(<br />
farewell," he immediately mounted a horse prepared<br />
for him, and bounded away.<br />
It appeared that Delia's father had left Wil-<br />
Jiamsburgh but a short time before, and taken up<br />
his residence at the place whither Wallingford<br />
.tiad been conveyed during his illness.<br />
Time sped rapidly on. Difficulties commenced<br />
between the mother country and her colonies, and<br />
the sons of Freedom gathered around the temple<br />
of their liberties. Governor Dinwiddie, as did<br />
many of the Collonian Governors, sided with<br />
Great Britain ia the controversy. The cloud of<br />
war which had been so long gathering, at length<br />
hurst with tremendous fury, and an appeal to arms<br />
was the inevitable consequence.<br />
Mr. Prinille, understanding that Wallingford<br />
was, as he pleased to term him, one of the "rebels,"<br />
felt confident that the time had now arrived to<br />
worm himself into the old Governor's fttvor. Both<br />
himself and Miss Frances had been long endeavoring<br />
to prejudice the Governor against him, and<br />
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to make Prindle himself the favorite. What time<br />
could be more fitting than that which was now<br />
presented ? An old Governor who derived all his<br />
consequence from his King, would of course, upon<br />
any controversy arising between the latter and<br />
the people, side with his royal master. All those<br />
who before had catered to the old Governor's prejudices,<br />
at once became or remained violent royalists,<br />
and sneered contemptuously at the idea of<br />
revolt openly threatened by the provincials. Mr.<br />
Prindle was officious in fomenting the difficulties,<br />
thinking that any conflict which might ensue<br />
I would only terminate in the discomfiture and dis-<br />
[ 'grace of all engaged on the side of the patriots.<br />
The sky darkened and the angry clouds of war<br />
rolled black and threatening up-the horizon, while<br />
every muttering gust that swept across the Atlantic,<br />
was laden with the notes of dreadful preparation.<br />
High upon the bounding wave, launched<br />
forth the steel-clad warriors of Britain, while to<br />
the Western gale the squadron's wings were<br />
thrown. Far upon her western cliffs, observant<br />
sat the faded form of Ocean's Queen, while at her<br />
feet her faithful lion roared. With look terrific<br />
and with main erect he snuffed the gathering storm.<br />
In the mean while, the sons of liberty were not<br />
idle. Forth came from every quarter the persecuted<br />
and the op^essed; all upon whom the iron<br />
hand of power had fallen, rallied at the call of<br />
freedom. The eagle, " bird of the sun," forth issuing,<br />
bore aloft in her beak, that motto, the deathdirge<br />
of tyrants, "Liberty or Death." High<br />
above the din was heard the eloquent appeal of<br />
kumanjty, end from hill and dale loud boomed the<br />
answering shout.<br />
At length,- upon the fated field of Lexington,<br />
the thunder cloud came down. Hot from the forge<br />
of war the bolt descended, and rent forever the<br />
union of Britain and the Colonies. The ever-tobe-remembered<br />
battle of Bunkerhill soon followed,<br />
and with it the high appeal to arms throughout<br />
the Colonies.<br />
And as the eyes of patriots were now turned to<br />
detect a leader, they directly fell upon Wallingford,<br />
thfc young Virginian. Yes, he, the " young<br />
buckskin," was immediately appointed Commander-in-chief<br />
of the American forces, and forthwith<br />
proceeded to the discharge of his formidable duty.<br />
Mr. Prindle, through his own and Frances' importunities<br />
with the Govereor, succeeded in obtaining<br />
a situation in the royal army. Mr. Vaughan<br />
went into the army, while Peyton embarked<br />
for Europe. Miss Hungerford married an officer<br />
in the army, while Miss Milner and Miss Robinson<br />
remained in glorious " single blessedness."<br />
• * • • • * «<br />
The war rolled on. Wallingford had distinguished<br />
himself by his skill and bravery, and the<br />
final blow was about to be struck. The British<br />
under Lord Cornwallis, driven from post to post<br />
by Wallingford and his now victorious troops, retired<br />
to Yorktown, and prepared to defend himself<br />
against the.republican army which was now advancing.<br />
On the last day of September, 1781, Wallingford<br />
set down before the British fortress with one<br />
hundred pieces of heavy artillery, and on the seventh<br />
of October, this dreadful train began to<br />
thunder. Immense masses of smoke obscured the<br />
day, and nought could be heard save the clash of<br />
arms, the shrieks of the combattants, and the loud<br />
voice of Wallingford urging his heroes to the<br />
bloody charge. The British works were swept<br />
away like the ripening grain before the impetuous<br />
hail storm. Lord Cornwallis, unwilling to<br />
see his army literally cut to pieces, agreed, on the<br />
seventeenth, to surrender. As this event was<br />
taking place, Wallingford was accosted by a<br />
youtvg man belonging to tb^British army, and to<br />
his utter astonishment, he beheld the familiar face<br />
of Prindle. Approaching, " Wallingford/'' sakf<br />
he, "I have long been your personal and political<br />
enemy, may we not now call ourselves friends V*<br />
Wallingford immediately^ with his characteristic<br />
benevolence, grasped the young man by the hand,<br />
and exclaimed, " Let the past be forgotten, and<br />
happiness distinguish the future."<br />
After the necessary arrangements had been<br />
made in providing for the prisoners, and despatches<br />
transmitted to Congress with the intelligence<br />
of the capture of Cornwallis, Wallingford turned<br />
his attention to other objects. Prindle, who was<br />
a frequent visitor at Wallingford's quarters, at last<br />
invited the American General to walk with him<br />
to his own. In compliance with this request,<br />
Wallingford went with him; but what was his astonishment<br />
on entering, as Prindle introduced him<br />
to his lady, who was none other than the once<br />
proud and haughty Frances Dinwiddie! What a<br />
change time had wrought in her appearance! She<br />
was no longer the vain prude, the silly daughter<br />
of a king-appointed governor; but the humble<br />
wife of an inferior officer in a captured army, and<br />
a prisoner of the very man she and her husband<br />
had once sought to ruin! She was embarrassed.<br />
—she knew not what to say; but Wallingford<br />
readily apprehending her feelings, remarked that<br />
he had his carriage iready to return to his own<br />
home, the army being disbanded, and that he should<br />
consider Mr. Prindle and lady as his guests.<br />
At this instant Vaughan entered, and after a<br />
full explanation, Wallingford, Vaughan, Mr. Prindle<br />
and lady stepped into the carriage prepared<br />
for them, and wheeled rapidly away for the seat<br />
of the former at Mount Vernon. Swiftly they<br />
swept along, and through Wallingford's kindness,<br />
his guests forgot their situations,—Miss Frances<br />
became cheerful and full of glee and animation,<br />
while the gentlemen let off the merry joke, and<br />
the joyous laugh went round.<br />
They now arrived at Mount Vernon, and Wallingford<br />
introduced his guests to his lady, the once<br />
beautiful Miss Delia, and now the lovely lady<br />
Wnllingford. Never were happier countenances<br />
seen than on this occasion. Bright and joyous<br />
beamed every eye, and happiness, smiling godess,<br />
reigned supreme. Then the darkness of the pabt<br />
was forgotten in the light and life of the present.<br />
In a short time the glorious news of peace arrived,<br />
and over both countries waved her symbol,<br />
the olive branch, now green: and verdant.<br />
" Oh, who that shared them ever shall forget<br />
The emotions of that spirit-atirriug time,"<br />
When l:reathlcss in the marl the couriers met<br />
Early and late, at evening aud at prime;' '<br />
When the loud cannon and the merry chime<br />
Hailed news ou news, as field on field was won ;<br />
When hone, long doubtful, soared at length sublime,<br />
And our glad eyes, awake as day begun,<br />
luullni "'<br />
Watched joy's broad banner rise to meet the morning sun?"<br />
But the iron nerves of war had become relaxed<br />
and allwaspeace. The lovely and confiding Miss<br />
Grayson had become the wife of Wallingford, the<br />
star of the world, Mr. Prindle and Miss Frances<br />
had lost their enmity when glory rose too high for<br />
envy, and became true friends; Vaugha n also became<br />
a steady inmale at Wallingford's, and Miss<br />
Milner and Miss Robertson were frequent visitors<br />
Peyton after embarking for England, was never<br />
heard of more.<br />
A few years after, they all, with the exception<br />
of Peyton, met at the house of President Wallingford.<br />
How changed toe young surveyor and<br />
the planter's daughter I The former, the most<br />
successful General of his age, and now President<br />
of the "United States of America, free and independent,"<br />
and the latter his still lovely bride —<br />
As the^ related the incident at the party of jhe<br />
old Governor's, her black eyes would briehten u»<br />
with all the witchery of youth and maiden loveli-