Lydia Darragh is one of my favorite historical characters--I almost think of her as one of my home girls, because I lived in Philadelphia for a number of years.
This woman was as ordinary as they come, a Quaker wife and mother who lived an uneventful life in Philadelphia.
During the occupation of the city by the British during the Revolutionary War, her home was commandeered by a British officer whoe was kind enough to allow her, her husband, and I think her youngest child to stay.
Lydia overheard plans for a strike at the Valley Forge encampment, and she came up with a plan.
The following day she asked for a safe conduct pass to go to the village of Frankford (which has long since been absorbed into the city), five iles away, in order to get some flour. It was granted--she was, after all, a woman in decided middle age, and a Quuaker as well (known, of course, for their pacifism), so what possible harm could she do?
Lydia set out on foot (did I mention it was winter?), her plan in her mind. You see, there was a tavern on the way to Frankford which was a gathering place for Continental spies, and a woman is bound to get thirsty and cold walking five miles on a winter day.
When she reached the tavern, she found an agent and told him about the plans; the attack was thwarted, and no one ever suspected that this quiet, upstanding matron was the reason why.
She continued on to the mill, got her flour, and walked the five miles back home. Her non-paying guest was none the wiser.
I love it when a plan comes together!
2006-12-14 09:25:16
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