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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-

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