72 THE FAIR COURIER.

 

“Touched by such an unlooked-for incl-
dent, General Greene, after pausing for
some moments, said—

“ Will you go on this journey alone r

“Give me a fleet horse, and I will bear
your message safely.”

“ Alone ?”

“ Alone.”

“ What is your name?” inquired the of-
ficer, after another thoughtful pause.

“Emily Geiger.”

“Ts your father living *”

“Yes.”

“ Have you his consent ?”

“He knows nothing of my intention.
But he loves his country, and, but for ill
health, would be now bearing arms against
their enemies. His heart is with the good
cause, though his arm is powerless. His
head must approve the act, though his
heart might fail him were I to ask his
consent. But it is not for you, general,
to hesitate. Heaven has sent you a mes
senger, and you dare not refuse to accept