“Yes,” said I to myself, “I’ll use it.”

I took another long look at the suspect, then opened my third and last letter. It was from Lois; and my heart beat the “general” so violently that for a moment it stopped my breath:

“Euan Loskiel, my comrade, and my dear friend: Since you have gone, news has come that our General Wayne, with twelve hundred light infantry, stormed and took Stony Point on the Hudson on the 15th of this past month. All the stores, arms, ammunition, and guns are ours, with more than five hundred prisoners. The joy at this post is wonderful to behold; our soldiers are mad with delight and cheer all day long.

“Lieutenant Beatty tells me that we have taken fourteen pieces of good