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"CHR STAMP-OFFICER. | =e. gone about it in a more politic way but for the meeting in front of the Royal George. After a few angry words with his futher and sister, he mounted his horse again, gave the darky who brought him out a hearty cuff, by way of payment, which sent him rollie to the earth, set spurs to his horse, and gal-— loped off toward Johnson’s “ castle.” * CHAPTER II. THE SONS OF LIBERTY. JORAM WHITEHEAD was stamp-officer in the good town of Dorrup, now known as Schenectady. He was a man well suited to the office. An avaricious, cold-blooded rascal, with no feeling for any thing but the coin of the realm, for which he always had an itching palm. In person he was short and bent, and his face was the color of parchment. He had _re- fused to hear the warnings of the Sons of Liberty, and an- nounced his intention of distributing the obnoxious stamps. ' He was thus bold from the fact that he was backed by the whole power of Johnson and the Royal Greens. On the evening of the day on which our story opens men might have been seen stealing away from the village in various directions, and apparently without any purpose of meeting. Those gifted with miraculous sight would have seen, however, that, once out of sight of the village, their paths drew to- gether, and that they met in a little open glade in the woods. Tl.ey were the men who had listened to the speaker in front of the Ruyal George—for the most part, rough, uncouth fel- lows, whose hands had become hard and brown with labor, but whose faces were sternly set, as if their purpose had boc formed never to be changed. These were the men who, after- ward, stood up shoulder to shoulder, in the great Revolution, and did good service for their common country. This. was a . part of the ragged crew who hemmed in Burgoyne at Sara- toga, under the lead of the hervic Schuyler—they who fol- lowed brave oid Herkimer to the fatal field of Oriskany, and Ccomicoooks. conn