The Boy Spies of Philadelphia

by Joanna H. Mathews

  CHAPTER III.

  IN SORE DISTRESS.

  Seth was literally overwhelmed by the misfortune which had come uponhim.

  After Colonel Powers interposed to prevent the threatened whipping bythe American soldiers, he believed his troubles were over, and thathe might be made prisoner by the British was a possibility he nevercontemplated.

  It was not necessary any one should explain to him how dangerous washis situation.

  The lieutenant and his men had seen him escorted by a body of "rebel"troops in such a manner as to show they were friends, and then hehad come directly toward the city, all of which would be sufficientto prove him a spy in these times, when an accusation was almostequivalent to a verdict of guilty.

  And poor Seth was well aware what punishment was dealt out to spies.He had seen one man hanged for such an offense, and remained in thehouse on two other occasions lest he should inadvertently witness someportion of other horrible spectacles.

  He knew the evidence against him was sufficient for conviction, andunderstood that, once sentence had been passed, there was little or nohope for mercy.

  It is not strange, nor was it any proof of cowardice, that he was soovercome by the knowledge of his position as to be thoroughly unnerved;and when, on arriving at the outskirts of the town, the lieutenantordered him to dismount and walk, he was able to do so only after beingassisted by a soldier on either side.

  Like one in a dream he understood, as they went toward the prison, thatall the idlers on the streets followed, hooting and yelling, and oncehe fancied some person called him by name, but it was as if he couldnot raise his head to look around.

  The only facts he fully realized were that he stood face to face witha shameful death, and that by the rules of war he fully deserved it.

  He had been so proud when it was decided by lot that he should carrythe information to the Continental army, and believed himself so brave!Now, however, he understood that he was acting as a coward would act,and tried again and again to appear more courageous.

  "If my death was to be of great benefit to the cause, it would not seemso hard," he repeated to himself more than once during that disgracefuljourney through the streets, while he was being jeered at, as manyAmerican soldiers had been, when he was among the rabble, although notof them.

  If he was wearing a uniform of buff and blue, he knew that among thosewho saw him would be many sympathizers; but in civilian's garb he couldnot be distinguished from some vile criminal, and there would be noglory in what he was called upon to suffer.

  The Rangers led him past the town-house, and in the yard, stillstanding on the pillory, he saw Ezra Grimshaw.

  The soldier must have recognized the boy as he passed, but yet hegave no token of recognition, and so sore was Seth's distress that hefailed to understand how much more desperate would be his strait if the"market-stopper" had greeted him as a friend.

  When the jail-door closed behind him with a sullen clang it soundedin the boy's ears like a knell of doom, and he firmly believed thatwhen he next passed through the portal it would be on his way to thescaffold.

  After being heavily ironed he was thrust into a cell so small that hecould hardly have stood upright even though the fetters were removed,and there left to the misery of his own thoughts.

  During the march through the city he had not raised his head, savewhile passing the pillory, therefore was ignorant of the fact thatJacob and Enoch had followed him as closely as the soldiers wouldpermit, hoping an opportunity to whisper a cheering word in his earmight present itself.

  Even though Seth had not been so bowed down by grief, it is hardlyprobable his friends would have been allowed to communicate with him;but he might have been cheered by their glances, knowing he was notalone among enemies.

  Yet even this poor consolation was denied him, and when the door ofthe jail finally hid him from view, Enoch and Jacob stood silent andmotionless in front of the sinister-looking building, gazing with griefand dismay at each other.

  "How _do_ you suppose they caught him?" Enoch asked after a long timeof silence, during which Jacob had led him out on to High Street lesttheir sorrow should be observed by some of the enemy, and they arrestedon the charge of having aided the alleged spy.

  "We shall most likely hear the story the Rangers tell, for it will soonbe known around town, although we shan't be able to say whether it'sthe truth."

  "Do you suppose he found any officer of our army?"

  "I think he must have done so. It isn't reasonable to suppose they madehim a prisoner simply because he walked out into the country. Besides,I heard one of the Rangers tell a friend that Seth was a spy. Perhapsthey captured him just as he was leaving the Continental camp."

  "Do you think they will hang him?" and Enoch's voice trembled as heasked the question.

  "Yes, if it is proven he's a spy, and the Britishers who made thecapture will take good care their stories are strong enough to dothat."

  "But, Jacob, must we remain quiet while they are killing poor Seth?"and now the big tears were rolling down Enoch's cheeks.

  "We shall be forced to, if the matter goes as far as that. We must dowhat we can before he is put on trial."

  "But, what _can_ we do? We have no friends among the Britishers, andeven though we had it isn't likely we could prevent General Howe fromdoing as he pleases!"

  "Then you believe we can do nothing?" Jacob said almost despairingly.

  "It doesn't seem possible, although I would suffer anything, exceptdeath itself, to help him. Oh, Jacob!" Enoch cried as a sudden thoughtcame into his mind. "We must tell his mother where he is, and that willbe terrible!"

  Jacob made no reply. He believed it unmanly to cry, and the tears wereso near his eyelids that he dared not speak lest they should flow ascopiously as Enoch's.

  The two were walking up High Street, unconscious of the directionin which they were going, when Jacob gave vent to an exclamation ofmingled surprise and joy as he cried:

  "What a stupid I have been not to think of him! He would be a verypleasant gentleman if he wasn't a Britisher!"

  "Whom do you mean?" and Enoch looked around in perplexity.

  "There! On the other side of the street, coming this way!"

  "I don't see any one except Lord Cosmo Gordon, who lives at Seth'shome."

  "And that is the very man who will help us if it is possible for him todo anything."

  "Do you mean that a Britisher would speak a good word for Seth after itis known he has been carrying information to the Continental army?"

  "I'm not so certain about that; but I feel positive if any of the enemywould do a good turn, that one is Lord Gordon. Have you ever seen amore pleasant gentleman?"

  "He has always been very kind; but then he did not know we were willingto work against his king."

  "Of course he knew it! How many times has he called us young rebels,and declared that when we were ripe for the army he would take goodcare we did not get the chance to enlist?"

  "He was only in sport, and would talk differently if he knew what wehave done."

  "It can do no harm to try. Seth is likely to be hanged as a spy, and noworse punishment can be given him. I am going to tell Lord Gordon thestory. Will you come?"

  Enoch hesitated just an instant as the thought came to his mind that byacknowledging their share in what had been done they might be makinggreat trouble for themselves, and then, his better nature assertingitself, he replied:

  "I will follow you to do anything that might by chance help poor Seth."

  Jacob had hardly waited for him to speak. Lord Gordon was alreadyopposite, walking rapidly past, and unless they overtook him at once hemust soon be so far away that an undignified chase would be necessary.

  Master Ludwick crossed the street at a run, Enoch following closelybehind, and a few seconds later, to his great surprise, Lord Gordon wasbrought to a standstill as Jacob halted directly in front of him.

  "Ah! here are two of my young rebels! Where is the third? I tho
ught youwere an inseparable trio."

  "I don't know what you mean by that, sir; but we're in most terribletrouble, and you have always been so kind, even though you are a--Imean, you've been so kind that I thought--I mean, I was in hopes youcould--you would be willing to----"

  "I can well understand that you are now having trouble to talkplainly," Lord Gordon said with a smile. "I gather from the beginningof your incoherent remarks that you have come to me for assistance. Therebels have at last turned to the British for relief!"

  "But this is something terrible!" Jacob exclaimed vehemently, and then,after trying unsuccessfully to think of the proper words, he cried,"Seth is going to be hanged!"

  "Hanged! You rebels don't go to the gallows so young; in fact evince adecided aversion to anything of the kind. Now take plenty of time, andtry to tell me what disturbs you so seriously," Lord Gordon said witha hearty laugh. "I had an engagement at the tavern; but am willing tobreak it if I can do anything to make good subjects for his majesty ofyou three boys."

  "But this is no laughing matter, sir," Jacob cried, despairing of beingable to make the Englishman understand how desperate was the situation."Seth Graydon has been arrested as a spy, and is in prison at thisinstant!"

  "What?" and now the smile faded from Lord Gordon's face. "Do you meanour Seth--your comrade?"

  "Indeed I do, sir!"

  "But it is incredible! He hasn't been out of the city, and although Isuppose he has hopes of some day entering the American army, as all youyoung rebels have, he is not in a position where he could play the spy,however much he may be willing to do so."

  Jacob looked confused; he was not certain but that he might be injuringhis friend's cause by confessing the truth, and yet at the some time itwas not reasonable to suppose Lord Gordon could render any assistanceunless he understood the entire affair.

  "Tell his lordship the whole story," Enoch said in a low tone. "I amcertain he would not use it against any of us."

  "Yes, my lad, it will be better to tell me the truth. I do not promiseto aid you; but I will treat as confidential anything you may say."

  The officer's tone was so kindly that Jacob hesitated no longer. Hetold all he knew regarding the matter, making no attempt to conceal thefact that Seth had listened to the conversation of the guests in hismother's house, and when he concluded Lord Gordon stood silent, likeone who is trying to settle some vexed question.

  Then he said, as if to himself:

  "This will be sad news for his mother, and she is a worthy woman!"

  "It will just about kill her!" Enoch cried.

  "Did she know he was going to meet the rebels?" and now the officerspoke sternly.

  "Indeed she didn't, sir. Enoch and I told her he had gone out on theDelaware Road; but made it appear that we were ignorant as to why hewent."

  "Why should you not have told the truth?"

  "We were afraid she might think it her duty to tell you, because whathe learned had been gained--well, perhaps it wouldn't have been justright to take such an advantage except in a case like this, where nofellow could sit still knowing his friends might be running into atrap."

  "Don't you think Mrs. Graydon ever carried any information to theAmerican camp?"

  "I am sure she never did--not since General Howe has been in thiscity," Enoch replied promptly.

  "Why are you so positive?"

  "I've heard her say that if we are willing to take your money, weshould at least be true to you for the time being."

  "It is quite evident you boys are not of the same opinion."

  "We expect to go into the army very soon, and it is our duty to do allwe can to aid the cause," Jacob said stoutly.

  "And you know, while you are trying to aid the cause, what is to beexpected if you are captured?"

  Jacob understood that he was not aiding his friend by speaking boldly,and Lord Gordon had so clearly the best of him in the matter that hewas wholly at loss for a reply.

  "We never believed that by going to where Seth would meet theContinentals anything more could come of it than a flogging, and thatseemed terrible enough," Enoch cried. "Seth had no idea he might bearrested as a spy!"

  "We won't quibble about the fine points of the case, my lad. It isa fact that he has voluntarily placed himself in a position wherehe certainly appears as if he had been acting the spy, and there is,perhaps, not an officer in his majesty's army, except myself, who wouldbelieve that this is his first wrongdoing."

  Jacob was on the point of saying that there could be nothing wrong inaiding one's country, but, fortunately for Seth, he realized in timethat Lord Gordon considered the Americans rebels, rather than patriots,and to him anything of the kind would not seem praiseworthy.

  "Can't you help him, sir?" Enoch asked imploringly, understanding thatnothing could be gained by discussing the matter.

  "I am afraid my influence is not sufficient to effect anything whilethe charge is so serious. There is but one punishment for spies, and itis seldom crimes of that kind are pardoned."

  "Then must poor Seth be hanged?"

  "I shall do what I can to help him, my lad, of that you may be certain.Possibly we may be able to have a lighter charge brought against him,and to that end I will work. His mother must know he is in prison, butneed not be told he is there as a spy. Disagreeable though the taskwill be, I take it upon myself to acquaint her with some of the reasonsfor his absence, and also promise to do all in my power to save hislife."

  "If General Howe will let him off with a flogging, Jacob and I arewilling to come up for our share of the punishment as the price ofsetting Seth free."

  "That is a generous offer, Enoch, whether it be a fair one or not. Meetme at the City Tavern to-morrow forenoon at ten o'clock, and I willthen let you know what can be done."

  Both the boys would have thanked the kindly Englishman for the interesthe displayed in their comrade, but that he checked their grateful wordsby saying hurriedly:

  "It is exceedingly bad taste to have a scene on the street, boys,therefore we will say no more about it to-day. Perhaps when I see youto-morrow there will be no occasion to thank me, for I really have butlittle influence with General Howe. Don't show yourself to Mrs. Graydonto-night, for she would soon learn the sad news from the expression onyour faces, and, unless it is absolutely necessary, I do not proposethat the worthy lady shall know in what sore distress her son is,through his own recklessness."

  Then Lord Gordon walked rapidly away, allowing the boys no time to makea reply, and although he had not given them very much encouragement,both felt decidedly relieved because of the interview.

  "If he can't help Seth there isn't a Britisher in this city who can,"Jacob said with emphasis. "He's the only one I know of who'd even takethe trouble to talk with a couple of boys."

  "But what are we to do now? I don't feel as if I could go home whilepoor Seth is in prison, and most likely thinking every minute of thescaffold."

  "We can't do him any good by walking around the streets, and I don'twant to go out to Germantown, because I might not be able to get backin time to meet Lord Gordon. Suppose I sleep at your mother's houseto-night?"

  "I'll be glad to have you, and she will make no question. Are we totell her?"

  "I think we shall be obliged to. It may be we can do something to helpSeth, and she must know why you are absent from the house, in case itso happens we want to be away."

  If Enoch had feared his mother would reproach him for having taken evena passive part in what might lead to Seth's death, he was mistaken.She spoke only of her sympathy for Mrs. Graydon, and the hope that LordGordon would aid the unfortunate boy in some way.

  "If I was in Seth's place, mother, should you blame me for having triedto aid the cause?"

  "No, my son. You are old enough to know your own mind, and should be atliberty to do that which you think right."

  "Then you would make no question if I wanted to enlist?"

  "That is for you to decide, my boy. Your mother's heart would be verynear
breaking if you were killed; but her sorrow could be no greaterthan is borne uncomplainingly by many mothers in this country wherebrave men are struggling for freedom."

  Never had Enoch appreciated his mother's love as he did at this moment,and when he and Jacob bade her good-night both boys kissed her withunusual tenderness.

  Fully an hour before the time appointed Jacob and Enoch were at therendezvous waiting for Lord Gordon.

  Many times that morning had they heard comments made upon Seth'sarrest, and the opinion of all was to the effect that he would sufferthe fate of a spy, whether he was really guilty or not.

  "The appearances are against him," a gentleman friend of Enoch's mothersaid when the story had been told him in the hope he might aid theprisoner in some way. "Those who made the capture say they saw himescorted to the bank of the creek by a squad of Continental troopers,and that he appeared to be on the most friendly terms with them. Thatis sufficient to prove him a spy, and I question if there is in thiscity a single person, with the exception of General Howe himself, whocould serve him."

  Both the boys heard this remark, and were no longer hopeful regardingLord Gordon's ability to save their comrade, however much he mightdesire to do so.

  The officer was punctual to the appointment he had made, and at onceinvited them into the coffee-room of the tavern, saying as he did so:

  "It is not well we should stand on the street where all may see us, forit may be important that I should not appear to be on friendly termswith you."

  When they were where a conversation could be conducted with somedegree of privacy the boys waited for their companion to speak, but heremained silent, as if in deep thought, until Enoch asked timidly:

  "Will it be possible for your lordship to help poor Seth?"

  "I am not certain, my lad, although I hope so. The case is far moreserious than I deemed possible yesterday. I believe the story you told;but you could not persuade others it is true, and I have no doubt butthat he will be found guilty."

  "Does his mother know?" Enoch whispered.

  "I thought it best to tell her at least a portion of the story, forshe would have heard it from the gossips before this time. I have notconcealed from her the fact that he is in a most serious position; butat the same time have allowed the good woman to believe I could effecthis release."

  "And now you do not think that will be possible?"

  Instead of replying to this question Lord Gordon asked suddenly:

  "How far would you two boys go in trying to release your comrade?"

  "We are ready to take any chances," Jacob replied firmly.

  "Does that mean you would imperil your lives in the effort to save his?"

  The boys looked at each other in something very like alarm, for LordGordon's tone was exceedingly grave, and then Enoch replied in a voicewhich trembled despite all his efforts to render it steady:

  "I am willing and ready to do anything, no matter what, to help Seth."

  "So am I," Jacob added emphatically.

  While one might have counted twenty Lord Gordon remained silent,looking like a man who is uncertain as to what he ought to do, and thenhe said quietly:

  "Then meet me opposite the town-house at half an hour before midnight.It is only by desperate measures that his life can be saved, and I amready to aid you in so far as I can without dishonor. It will not bewell for us to be seen together, neither are you to visit Mrs. Graydon.Be at the rendezvous promptly, and Seth shall be free by sunrise, orthere will no longer remain any hope of aiding him."

  Without giving them an opportunity to question him, Lord Gordon walkedout of the building, leaving them gazing questioningly into eachother's eyes.