Then Marched the BraveComstock, Harriet T. (Harriet Theresa)
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Then Marched the Brave
Comstock, Harriet T. (Harriet Theresa)
Hale, Nathan, 1755-1776 -- Juvenile literature; Long Island, Battle of, New York, N.Y., 1776 -- Juvenile fiction
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[Illustration: _Frontispiece--"'I CAN SEE NO ONE BUT THE GENERAL,'
JANIE SAID."
_See page 133._]
Then Marched the Brave
By
Harriet T. Comstock
Author of "When the British Came," "Molly, the Drummer Boy," etc.
_Illustrations by Anna S. Hicks_
PHILADELPHIA
HENRY ALTEMUS COMPANY
BY THE SAME AUTHOR
MOLLY, THE DRUMMER BOY
WHEN THE BRITISH CAME
Fifty cents each
Copyright, 1904, by Henry Altemus
CONTENTS
CHAPTER I
ANDY McNEAL
CHAPTER II
A STRANGER IN THE NIGHT
CHAPTER III
THE CROWNING OF ANDY McNEAL
CHAPTER IV
THROUGH THE CAVE
CHAPTER V
A SUSPICION
CHAPTER VI
THEN MARCHED THE BRAVE
CHAPTER VII
ANDY HEARS A STRANGE TALK
CHAPTER VIII
AT HEADQUARTERS
CHAPTER IX
PEACE
ILLUSTRATIONS
"'I can see no one but the General,' Janie said"
"Andy was at the oars now"
"'Good day, my pretty lass!'"
"Burr ventured a question"
"It took all of Andy's courage to don the female attire"
THEN MARCHED THE BRAVE
CHAPTER I
ANDY McNEAL
It was in the time when the king's men had things pretty much their own
way, and mystery and plot held full sway, that there lived, in a little
house near McGown Pass on the upper end of Manhattan Island, a widow and
her lame son. She was a tall, gaunt woman of Scotch ancestry, but loyal
to the land that had given her a second home. She was not a woman of
many opinions, but the few that she held were rigid, and not to be
trifled with. With all her might she hated the king, and with equal
intensity loved the cause of freedom. In the depths of her nature there
was a great feeling of shame and disappointment that her only son was a
hopeless cripple, and so could not be offered as a living sacrifice to
the new cause.
Janie McNeal held it against the good God that she, His faithful
servant, must be denied the glorious opportunity of giving her best and
all, as other mothers were doing, that the land of the free might be
wrested from cruel tyranny.
To be sure, Andy was but sixteen. That mattered little to Janie; young
as he was, she could have held him in readiness, as did Hannah of old,
until the time claimed him--but his lameness made it impossible. Among
all the deeds of courage, he must stand forever apart!
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