RE Elizabeth Wiley Forbis Very few of those who toiled and suffered in the cause of independence, whether in the field, in the council chamber, or in the halls of legislation, have been duly honored, and the female portion of the Whig community, many of whom were, in their sphere, as patriotic, suffered as many privations and hardships, and made as resolute a resistance to oppression as the men, have been entirely neglected. It would take a volume to record their noble deeds; and all that the writer of the present work designs is merely to notice a few womenand show what may be done, or what abundant materials there are in the country, that others, who are more competent, may be excited to undertake the task and do the work to better purpose. Among the many who deserved to be remembered for their sufferings and their patriotic devotion to their country, for their fortitude in danger and their determined resistance to oppression, was Mrs. Elizabeth Forbis, wife of Colonel Arthur Forbis who was as brave a man as the country afforded and was mortally wounded in the Guilford battle. Her maiden name was Wiley, and she was a sister of Thomas Wiley, a brave and resolute Whig, who was under the command of Col . Forbis, and was wounded at the same time. We shall not undertake to detail her trials and sufferings, which were severe and protracted, but merely relate one incident as illustrative of her character. Two or three days after the Guilford battle, two British horses came to the house of Thomas Morgan, who lived about a mile and a half, in a west direction, from Colonel Forbis', and he took them up, judging that, as the British and Tories had taken so many horses as well as other things of value from the Whigs, Whigs had a perfect right to any thing of theirs they could get. He knew that they were British horses from the fact that they had short tails, and that they were smaller than the horses of our army. It is said that the British horses all had what were called "bobbed tails," and that they were thus distinguished from the horses belonging to the American cavalry which had long tails. In the battle the British, of course, lost a good many horses by having them shot under them, or by their breaking away when the rider was dismounted, and when a man on horseback was killed the horse made their escape, and these horses went at random over the country. Mrs. Forbis was now in very destitute and trying circumstances. Her horses, except perhaps a colt that was unfit for work, her provisions, grain, cattle and almost every thing on the plantation had been taken from her by the Tories; her husband was now dead or dying of his wounds, and her oldest son, a lad about thirteen or fourteen years of age, just large enough to drive a plough with a gentle horse, was her only dependence for making a crop. As Mr. Morgan was aware of her situation he took one of the horses down to her next morning, and told her if she would accept of it the horse should be hers, for he considered that we had a perfect right to any thing of theirs we could get, and he had no idea that the owner, if alive, would ever know where it was, or think of looking for him In that direction. In fact, very few if any of their horses could get away on the day of battle unless the rider was killed. She told him that she would accept his offer very thankfully; for the time of year had come for putting in a crop, and she had no horse fit for the plough. The horse was left, and she immediately put him to work. Next day, her little son had the horse in the plough drawing furrows for corn, and she 'was dropping her seeds after the plough and covering it with her hoe, when two young looking men came up to them on foot and wanted the horse, one of them saying the horse was his and he must have him; but she told him she had as good a right to the horse as he had, and she should not give him up. She had no idea that the men belonged to the British army; for, at that time, it could not be less than thirty or forty miles south on its way to Wilmington. Probably they were Tories who had been employed by the British to procure as many horses as they needed and were directed to take them wherever they could find them. When wandering over the country in search of horses they had accidentally come to Forbis' and knowing the horse to be a British horse, from his bobbed tail, they laid claim to him, but she refused to give him up. After the Their command and the refusal had been repeated two or three times, he ordered the boy to take the horse out of the ?? irs; for he meant to have him; but she forbid him to do any such thing. The boy stood for some time, looking first at one and then at the other as if he hardly knew what he ought to do; for though he respected his mother, he feared the men; but his regard for his mother proved to be the strongest feeling The man seeing this, stepped up to the horse for the purpose of loosing the traces himself; but she moved right in front of him, with her hoe raised over her head; and, with a firm countenance and an earnest demeanor, told him if he touched the horse she would split his head with the hoe. Whether overawed by her dignified and earnest manner, or touched with compassion for her afflicted and destitute condition, we know not, but they left her with the horse and she was no more troubled. She lived to see the independence of the country established, and to share for many years in the general prosperity and happiness. When the writer first became acquainted with her she was very old, but a more cheerful and warmhearted Christian was not to be found; and she will be held in long remembrance on earth, though she has been for many years enjoying in heaven a much richer inheritance than earth can afford.