Guy Rivers: A Tale of GeorgiaSimms, William Gilmore
History
Guy Rivers: A Tale of Georgia
Simms, William Gilmore
Georgia -- History -- 1775-1865 -- Fiction; Gold mines and mining -- Fiction
"And now, my fine fellows, you see it is just as I told you all along.
You will have to fight for it, and with no half spirit. You must just
use all your strength and skill in it, and a little cunning besides. We
have to deal with a man who would just as lief fight as eat; indeed, he
prefers it. As he says himself, there's no two ways about him. He will
come to the scratch himself, and make everybody else do so. So, then,
you see what's before you. It's no child's play. They count more men
than we--not to speak of their entrenchments and shelter. We must
dislodge them if we can; and to begin, I have a small contrivance in my
head which may do some good. I want two from among you to go upon a nice
business. I must have men quick of foot, keen of sight, and cunning as a
black-snake; and they mustn't be afraid of a knock on the head either.
Shall I have my men?"
There was no difficulty in this, and the leader was soon provided. He
selected two from among the applicants for this distinction, upon whose
capacities he thought he could best rely, and led them away from the
party into the recess of the wood, where he gave them their directions,
and then returned to the main body. He now proceeded to the division,
into small parties, of his whole force--placing them under guides rather
than leaders, and reserving to himself the instruction and command of
the whole. There was still something to be done, and conceiving this to
be a good opportunity for employing a test, already determined upon, he
approached Ralph Colleton, who surveyed the whole affair with intense
curiosity.
"And now, young 'squire, you see what we're driving at, and as our
present business wo'nt permit of neutrality, let us hear on which side
you stand. Are you for us or against us?"
The question was one rather of command than solicitation, but the manner
of the speaker was sufficiently deferential.
"I see not why you should ask the question, sir. I have no concern in
your controversy--I know not its merits, and propose simply to content
myself with the position of a spectator. I presume there is nothing
offensive in such a station."
"There may be, sir; and you know that when people's blood's up, they
don't stand on trifles. They are not quick to discriminate between foes
and neutrals; and, to speak the truth, we are apt, in this part of the
country, to look upon the two, at such moments, as the same. You will
judge, therefore, for yourself, of the risk you run."
"I always do, Mr. Munro," said the youth. "I can not see that the risk
is very considerable at this moment, for I am at a loss to perceive the
policy of your making an enemy of me, when you have already a sufficient
number to contend with in yonder barricade. Should your men, in their
folly, determine to do so, I am not unprepared, and I think not
unwilling, to defend myself."
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