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The Continental Dragoon A Love Story of Philipse Manor-House in 1778   By: (1867-1906)

The Continental Dragoon A Love Story of Philipse Manor-House in 1778 by Robert Neilson Stephens

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Works of R. N. STEPHENS.

An Enemy to the King. The Continental Dragoon.

In Press : The Road to Paris.

L. C. PAGE AND COMPANY, Publishers, (INCORPORATED) 196 Summer St., Boston, Mass.

[Illustration: " 'Take that rebel alive!' ordered Colden. "

Photogravure from original drawing by H. C. Edwards.]


A Love Story of Philipse Manor House in 1778



Author of "An Enemy to the King"

Illustrated by H. C. Edwards

"Love's born of a glance, I say"

Boston L. C. Page and Company (Incorporated) 1898

Copyright, 1898 By L. C. Page and Company (Incorporated)

Entered at Stationer's Hall, London


Colonial Press: Electrotyped and Printed by C. H. Simonds & Co. Boston, U. S. A.


Chapter Page I. The Riders 11 II. The Manor house 32 III. The Sound of Galloping 50 IV. The Continental Dragoon 65 V. The Black Horse 87 VI. The One Chance 116 VII. The Flight of the Minutes 140 VIII. The Secret Passage 156 IX. The Confession 180 X. The Plan of Retaliation 197 XI. The Conquest 214 XII. The Challenge 236 XIII. The Unexpected 252 XIV. The Broken Sword 267


"'Take that rebel alive!' ordered Colden." Frontispiece

"'Give it to the Colonel.'" 82 "Leaned forward on the horse's neck." 111 "'You are too late, Jack!'" 154 "'Go, I say!'" 196 "'I take my leave of this house!'" 248



"I dare say 'tis a wild, foolish, dangerous thing; but I do it, nevertheless! As for my reasons, they are the strongest. First, I wish to do it. Second, you've all opposed my doing it. So there's an end of the matter!"

It was, of course, a woman that spoke, moreover, a young one.

And she added:

"Drat the wind! Can't we ride faster? 'Twill be dark before we reach the manor house. Get along, Cato!"

She was one of three on horseback, who went northward on the Albany post road late in the afternoon of a gray, chill, blowy day in November, in the war scourged year 1778. Beside the girl rode a young gentleman, wrapped in a dark cloak. The third horse, which plodded a short distance in the rear, carried a small negro youth and two large portmanteaus. The three riders made a group that was, as far as could be seen from their view point, alone on the highway.

There were reasons why such a group, on that road at that time, was an unusual sight, reasons familiar to any one who is well informed in the history of the Revolution. Unfortunately, most good Americans are better acquainted with the French Revolution than with our own, know more about the state of affairs in Rome during the reign of Nero than about the condition of things in New York City during the British occupation, and compensate for their knowledge of Scotch English border warfare in remote times by their ignorance of the border warfare that ravaged the vicinity of the island of Manhattan, for six years, little more than a century ago... Continue reading book >>

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