groundwork, but I feel assured
we shall win."

"It is dark enough now."

"But there was the splendid capture of Burgoyne, and our army made much
richer by stores sorely needed. Canst thou get things to Valley Forge?"

"I know of someone who can," and he studied her eyes.

"Even if it is gold--British gold? It will not stick to anyone's
fingers?"

"I will warrant that," and the delight encouraged her.

"I have a small fund that will come in from time to time. Here is a
little bag. It is not much, but it will help. And if I could get needful
things to them, clothes and blankets? If thou wilt sell provisions to me
for them--thy father keeps a sharp lookout?"

"He hath a shrewd mind and far sight. And I would not render him liable
to trouble. I think I could manage that way. Oh, madam, I ought to be
with those brave fellows whom nothing disheartens. The general's wife
hath left her pleasant, peaceful home to share his hardships. It is _my_
country."

"Wait a little and be patient. It is a pity this fine cousin is on the
wrong side. It would amuse thee to hear Primrose dispute with him. Now I
trust thee to get this gold thither."

"Thank thee a hundred times for them. There are many loyal hearts in
town, as I well know."

"And many disloyal ones. It angers me. Come in some time. Primrose will
be overjoyed to see thee. She is growing tall fast, too fast for my
pleasure. I would fain keep her a little girl."

"I am jealous of my cousin," declared Captain Nevitt coming out to them
with the air of a spoiled boy. "When wilt thou give me a confidence?"

"All the way home," she answered readily. "And I have so many good
points I think I shall bet on the next race. How many of you will ride?"

"Why do we not have some hunts?" he asked eagerly. "If there is no
fighting there must be diversion."

They mounted the ladies and rode up to the door of the cottage to say
good-by.

"I shall dream of thee to-night," Faith whispered to Primrose.

The wind blew up colder and sharper. They were glad to get home. There
was a slight fall of snow and everything was frozen up hard enough to
last all winter.

The streets seemed merrier than ever. All the creeks were frozen solid,
it seemed, and the Schuylkill was a sparkling white band, winding about.
Skating had broken out into fashion, and the prettiest belles of the day
were out with trains of military men at their beck. The river banks
would be lined with spectators, who en