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es ARNOLD'S ESCAPE. . / fallen to them, went in search of Mrs. Arn». They became alarmed to hear no reply to their repeated summons upon the door. Alice gently opened it. Isabelle followed her and there upon the floor, as if in death, was the lady whom they sovight. Alice rushed to: her assistance ; Isabelle séized the bell, and soon the whole household were employed in the recovery of their mistress, They placed her on the bed; thes administered rest oratives, which recalled animation and sensibility ; but it was only to make her conscious of agoniéa _ “Ruined! ruined!” were the only words she uttered, and then knew the shame, the ignominy and the frightfal treason embraced in. those portentous words. Two hours later General Washington received the dis- hes from Colonel Jameson. The messenger had not reached Hartford till after the General's departurg, and had fllowed him to West Point. They declared the treason of Arnold and the capture of André. It occasioned the utmost consternation in the General’s mind. Such disatlection had never existed in the army, and no one was prepared for it in Arnold. Washington concealed the terrible intelligence even from Lafayette and Knox, who were with him, but with a coolness characteristic of his consummate greatness, he yptly ordered up fresh troops to reinforce the threa’ened While the patriot warriors and their noble chief were un- suspiciously enjoying their repast at Beverley—while: the was lying insensible upon the floor ade—while Horace observed with delight the to speak in the gre formed by tne a - | apt 5 The guns of the forts—those sentinels of freedom whieh he bad by treaty sold to tyranny—seemed to frown upon him with reproach, and in his fears that they might demonstrate their wrath, lie cried in agony: | 87 barge which was in , and, unable > a conmicldoookks.conn —_—