The Missing Soldier Of Valley Forge

: ON AND NEAR THE DELAWARE
: Myths And Legends Of Our Own Land

During the dreadful winter of the American encampment at Valley Forge six

or eight soldiers went out to forage for provisions. Knowing that little

was to be hoped for near the camp of their starving comrades, they set

off in the direction of French Creek. At this stream the party separated,

and a little later two of the men were attacked by Tory farmers. Flying

along the creek for some distance they came to a small cave in a bluff,
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and one of them, a young Southerner named Carrington, scrambled into it.

His companion was not far behind, and was hurrying toward the cave, when

he was arrested by a rumble and a crash: a block of granite, tons in

weight, that had hung poised overhead, slid from its place and completely

blocked the entrance. The stifled cry of despair from the living occupant

of the tomb struck to his heart. He hid in a neighboring wood until the

Tories had dispersed, then, returning to the cave, he strove with might

and main to stir the boulder from its place, but without avail.



When he reached camp, as he did next day, he told of this disaster, but

the time for rescue was believed to be past, or the work was thought to

be too exhausting and dangerous for a body of men who had much ado to

keep life in their own weak frames. It was a double tragedy, for the

young man's sweetheart never recovered from the shock that the news

occasioned, and on her tomb, near Richmond, Virginia, these words are

chiselled: Died, of a broken heart, on the 1st of March, 1780, Virginia

Randolph, aged 21 years, 9 days. Faithful unto death. In the summer of

1889 some workmen, blasting rock near the falls on French Creek,

uncovered the long-concealed cavern and found there a skeleton with a few

rags of a Continental uniform. In a bottle beside it was an account,

signed by Arthur L. Carrington, of the accident that had befallen him,

and a letter declaring undying love for his sweetheart.



He had starved to death. The bones were neatly coffined, and were sent to

Richmond to be buried beside those of the faithful Miss Randolph.



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