This explanation was entirely satisfactory to Washington who assured my father that he properly appreciated and approved of his motive, and told him if he was ever molested to apply to him for protection. --

We were never molested while the American army

remained in near White Plains. I had a half brother named Jonathan who at the beginning of the revolution raised a company of minutemen, but some one was promoted over him and he immediately went below with nineteen of his men and received a captaincy in one of the Regular Provincial Regiments, but which I do not know. After the war he was put upon [the] half pay list, and went to Nova Scotia.

During the Revolutionary war there was one Caleb Green from King Street in Connecticut, near Byram river who traded with the enemy, and was often below at Morrisania where he took cattle and poultry and horses and became well acquainted with Colonel Delaney. My father then had a very fine mare which he kept concealed. Isaac Webbers, Dent Banks, and a party of Skinners once came to our house for the mare, and

the commander addressed my mother who was up, telling her they had eaten nothing all day long, and begging her, very civilly, to supply them with some refreshments if it were nothing but bread &c. My mother moved with com=passion, went to the dark hole in the field where her meat and most of her provisions were concealed, and gave them the best supper in her power. In the morning early the troopers departed.