50 800 132 £ New Rochelle? Now I. d. James Lyon! of Bedford, New Castle, aged 89: “Colonel Armand and his legion lay for some time off and on, about a mile or more from my house where three roads meet. Once, towards the end of the war, the Refugees came up in force – the foot remained at or near Clark’s corner. The horse then came by Stephen Louns- =bury’s into Durrselius Street where they fired Durrselius Clarke’s house. They went no further east, but turned west, and went back to New Castle, setting fire to two or three other houses by the way. None of these houses were burnt – the inhabitants in every instance extinguishing the flames. The militia then all turned out, Rosemans, and Versailles &c. and pur- =sued and overtook them a mile [page break] 801 51 133 north of Clark’s corner. Here the militia had a skirmish with a party of them, but no one was lost. We followed (a part of us) as far as Clark’s corner. I was not with them, however. In coming back they found some bottles and money the Refugees had left in their hurry. They took no cattle this time, but captured a number of prisoners. The Refugees had as many as thirty or forty horsemen. The militia pursued too closely for them to take off any cattle. They killed Solomon Wardell at this time at Owen’s on the Bedford and New Castle road. His brother Elisha Wardell was taken prisoner at the same time. Three of Moylan’s discharged soldiers, Cornelius Ogden, John Strong and Adam Schill once proposed to me [page break] 52 802 134 to go on to Chappaqua and lay in wait for a drove of cattle going below. We watched and patrolled all night, and was right among the Refugees without knowing it. Not finding any cattle and being hungry, I refused to stay another night. – Soon after I passed a house and barn where a party of Refugees were concealed who were about firing upon me, but one Jonathan Worden, one of them, knew me and prevented them saying, “if we fire we shall alarm the others.” I passed accordingly without knowing my danger, till Worden, afterwards, told Cornelius Ogden (when a prisoner below) who told me. After this the Refugees immediately surrounded and took my three companions. Schill was killed on the spot. Strong they took below two or three miles, and, [page break] 803 55 135 having a spite against him, hanged him. Ogden was taken below and exchanged. The drove, probably went down safely. Black rate was enforced in this neighbourhood. William Mosier, the celebrated Lieutenant was my brother in law, having married my half sister. He was a mason, and died but a few years ago in Dutchess County where his sons now live. He was shaving when word came that the Refugee horse was coming. The Refugee Officers while attacking said: “Now you are half shaved, Mosier, you had better give up.” “I will not.” “You had better or you’re a gone man!” &c &c. These facts I had from him, after hearing him tell the story.