The Boy Spies of Philadelphia. Otis James

punishment is truly terrible."

      "I have seen those who had a taste of it," the prisoner said grimly, "and have no desire to take a dose. But do not stand here talking with me when you have valuable information to give our friends. When you meet with soldiers of our army, say that Ezra Grimshaw sent you to speak with Colonel Powers."

      "Is your name Grimshaw?" Enoch asked.

      "Yes, lad. If you can get speech with Colonel Powers you need have no fear of rough treatment. Now set out, for time may be precious. Which of you is to do the work?"

      "All," Enoch replied quickly, as if fearing that, because of the timidity he had displayed, his friends might deprive him of the opportunity to do his share.

      "There is no need of but one," Grimshaw said decidedly, "and many reasons why three should not make the venture, chiefest of which is, that so many might attract the attention of the enemy's patrol, while a single boy on the road would pass unchallenged."

      "It is not right one should have all the honor, while the others are deprived of their share," Enoch replied decidedly.

      "Lad, is it honor for yourself or the good of the country you have most at heart?" Grimshaw asked sternly.

      "I want to be known as one who did not remain idle when he was needed."

      "If you really desire to do good to the cause, decide among yourselves as to who shall go, and then let the other two aid him all they can. Do not spend the time in squabbling, but set about the business without delay."

      There was no opportunity for him to say more; at that moment a party of British officers entered the yard, evidently bent on amusing themselves by making sport of the prisoner, and the boys were forced to step aside.

      Seth beckoned for his comrades to follow him, and not until he was on High Street did he speak. Then it was to say:

      "Grimshaw was right; we must not quarrel as to who shall go, but settle the matter at once. Of course each one wants – "

      "I should have the chance," Jacob said decidedly. "Either of you may have some trouble to get away; but it is not so with me. My aunt will not worry if I am absent a week; she knows I – "

      "Either Enoch or I would have permission to leave home if we explained the reason for going, and, therefore, are as much entitled to the position of messenger as you," Seth interrupted.

      "Then how shall it be decided?"

      "We will draw lots. Here is a straw; will you hold it, Jacob?"

      "Not I, for I want the chance to make my choice."

      "Then I will do it," and Seth turned his back to his companions an instant, saying, as he faced them once more, "I have broken the straw into one long and two short pieces. He who draws the longest shall start at once."

      Jacob insisted on making his choice first, arguing that such advantage should be his because he was the eldest, and, after considerable study, drew one of the fragments from Seth's hand.

      It was so short that he knew the position of messenger was not for him, and stepped back with an expression of bitter disappointment on his face.

      Enoch was no more successful, and Seth said triumphantly, as he held up the piece remaining in in his hand:

      "It is for me! If you two will tell mother where I've gone I'll start at once."

      "That part of the work shall be done properly," Jacob replied, all traces of ill-humor vanishing from his face. "If she allows it, I'll take your place till you get back."

      "Mother will be glad to have you there. Try to hear all the officers talk about; but do not let it appear that you are listening."

      "Don't fear for me. Shall we walk a mile or so with you?"

      "It would do no good, and might not be safe. Tell mother I shall be back to-night, or early to-morrow morning, for I don't intend to let the grass grow under my feet."

      "Keep out of the Britishers' way, or we may have to go down to the town-house in order to see you again," Enoch said with a furtive hand-clasp as the three separated, two to go to Drinker's Alley, and the third to render to the cause what service was in his power.

      CHAPTER II.

      UNDER ARREST

      There was no doubt in Seth's mind but that it would be comparatively easy to perform the mission which he had taken upon himself.

      He believed the only difficulty to overcome would be that of finding Colonel Powers, or an officer equal or superior to him in rank.

      So far as making an excursion on the Delaware Road was concerned, it seemed an exceedingly simple matter, and Seth thought, as he set off at his best pace, that it was possible a fellow could aid the cause very materially without being called upon to endure much suffering, or to perform any severe work.

      He met several of the country people coming into the city with poultry, eggs or butter, they being quick to take advantage of the fact that the road had been lately cleared of market-stoppers by the raid which resulted in making of Ezra Grimshaw a prisoner.

      During the first half-hour of his journey he fancied that every person he met looked at him scrutinizingly, as if suspicious because he had left the city; but this sensation soon wore away as the time passed and no one molested him, after which he really began to enjoy this impromptu excursion.

      When an hour had passed, during which time Seth walked at his best pace, he decided he was at least four miles from the town, and the likelihood of being stopped by the British patrol no longer seemed probable.

      Grimshaw had told him if he traveled six miles in this direction he would meet with detachments of Americans, and he believed he was now in that portion of the country where his mission should be successfully ended.

      There had not come into his mind the possibility that he could by any chance be considered a suspicious character by those whom he would aid, and he thought that it had been an excess of precaution to send word regarding the journey to his mother.

      "I shall be back by the time Jacob and Enoch have had a chance to tell the story," he muttered, "and it would have been as well if I hadn't allowed mother an opportunity to worry about me. General Howe must have little fear of those whom he calls rebels if he allows people to leave the city as readily as I have done."

      Twenty minutes later he was made glad by the sight of half a dozen horsemen on the road in advance of him, for he felt positive they were none other than those whom he wished to meet.

      Now it was no longer necessary he should press forward rapidly in order to accomplish his purpose, for the mounted party came toward him at full speed.

      "Where are you from, lad?" the leader asked as he drew rein directly in front of Seth.

      "From the town," the young patriot replied readily, positive of receiving a friendly greeting as soon as his errand was made known. "I want to see Colonel Powers. Ezra Grimshaw told me I would find him hereabouts."

      "Where did you see Grimshaw?" the horseman asked more sternly than Seth thought necessary.

      "On the pillory. He was captured by the Britishers somewhere out – "

      "Yes, we know all about that," the man interrupted, "but Grimshaw would never have told anybody where we might be found."

      "But he did," Seth replied stoutly, "and it was under his advice that I came out here to see Colonel Powers."

      It seemed strange that this statement should be questioned, yet the young messenger was quite certain from the expression on the faces of the horsemen that such was the case, and as they glanced at each other suspiciously and incredulously, he hastened to add:

      "I have information which should be made known to the leaders of the Continental army, and Grimshaw told me to come here and repeat it to Colonel Powers."

      "You have information?" the leader asked sharply. "And who may you be, sir?"

      "Seth Graydon."

      "Are you the son of that widow Graydon who keeps the boarding-house for English officers?"

      "Yes,"