Guy Rivers: A Tale of GeorgiaSimms, William Gilmore
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Guy Rivers: A Tale of Georgia
Simms, William Gilmore
Georgia -- History -- 1775-1865 -- Fiction; Gold mines and mining -- Fiction
"Your 'lands and improvements!' Well, now, I like that--that's very
good, and just like you. Now, Wat, not to put you to too much trouble,
I'd like to look a little into your title to the lands; as to the
improvements, they're at your service whenever you think proper to send
for them. There's the old lumber-house--there's the squatter's
house--there's where the cow keeps, and there's the hogsty, and half a
dozen more, all of which you're quite welcome to. I'm sure none of you
want 'em, boys--do you?"
A hearty laugh, and cries in the negative, followed this somewhat
technical retort and reply of the speaker--since, in trespass, according
to the received forms of law, the first duty of the plaintiff is to
establish his own title.
"Then, George, you are absolutely bent on having us show our title? You
won't deliver up peaceably, and do justice?"
"Can't think of such a thing--we find the quarters here quite too
comfortable, and have come too far to be in a hurry to return. We are
tired, too, Wat; and it's not civil in you to make such a request. When
you can say 'must' to us, we shall hear you, but not till then; so, my
old fellow, if you be not satisfied, why, the sooner we come to short
sixes the better," was the response of the desperado.
The indifferent composure with which he uttered a response which was in
fact the signal for bloodshed, not less than the savage ferocity of his
preparations generally, amply sustained his pretension to this
appellative. Munro knew his man too well not to perceive that to this
"fashion must they come at last;" and simply assuring Dexter that he
would submit his decision to his followers, he retired back upon the
anxious and indignant party, who had heard a portion, and now eagerly
and angrily listened to the rest of the detail.
Having gone over the matter, he proceeded to his arrangements for the
attack with all the coolness, and certainly much of the conduct of a
veteran. In many respects he truly deserved the character of one; his
courage was unquestionable, and aroused; though he still preserved his
coolness, even when coupled with the vindictive ferocity of the savage.
His experience in all the modes of warfare, commonly known to the white
man and Indian alike, in the woods, was complete; everything, indeed,
eminently fitted and prepared him for the duties which, by common
consent, had been devolved upon him. He now called them around him,
under a clump of trees and brushwood which concealed them from sight,
and thus addressed them, in a style and language graduated to their
pursuits and understandings:--
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