[margin: daughter of Caleb Paulding see page 315 Robert Miller] [margin: see also 294] 190. [margin: Miller] Dec. 9th. Mrs Margaret Miller wife of the aforesaid Robert Fisher, and a daughter of Caleb Paulding: "My father Caleb, and my uncle Major Jonathan H. Paulding, were both strong and resolute not to say violent whigs. I don't know whose regiment my uncle belonged to. Father and uncle were, in consequence of their decided characters and principles repeatedly plundered by Refugees and Cowboys. Our house was robbed so often that to the last moment of her life my mother was terrified when she heard the barking of a watch dog at night. It was on a Saturday in the summer season that Major Barmore burnt our Cider Mill and carriage shed, compelling my mother to bring out a burning brand and firing the Cider mill roof with her own hand. He wanted to burn our dwelling house at the same time, but my mother

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191. cried and begged that he would not, & one of his men moved by her distress, interceded in her behalf and persuaded his commander to do no more injury. When the French army lay at White Plains, a French major had his quarters at my fathers house. This major was extremely kind to us children, making pictures for us, and amusing us in various ways."

He wanted to burn our dwelling house at the same time, but my mother [page break] 191. cried and begged that he would not, & one of his men moved by her distress, interceded in her behalf and persuaded his commander to do no more injury. When the French army lay at White Plains, a French major had his quarters at my fathers house. This major was extremely kind to us children, making pictures for us, and amusing us in various ways."