Horse-Shoe Robinson: A Tale of the Tory AscendencyKennedy, John Pendleton
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Horse-Shoe Robinson: A Tale of the Tory Ascendency
Kennedy, John Pendleton
South Carolina -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
There was a thoughtful and even stern expression upon every face when
Butler appeared--and a silence that was scarce broken by the occasional
whispers in which the several individuals present communicated with each
other. The guard marched the prisoner around the circle, and inducted
him into the vacant chair, where he was received by a quiet and cold
inclination of the head from each member of the court.
For a few moments he looked around him with a scornful gaze upon the
assemblage that were to sit in judgment upon him, and bit his lip, as
his frame seemed to be agitated with deep emotion: at length, when every
look was bent upon him, and no one breathed a word, he rose upon his
feet and addressed the company.
"I understand that I am in the presence of a military court, which has
been summoned for the purpose of inquiring into certain offences, of the
nature of which I have not yet had the good fortune to be informed,
except in so far as I am given to infer that they purport of treason. I
ask if this be true."
The presiding officer bowed his head in token of assent, and then
presented a paper, which he described as containing the specification of
charges.
"As an officer of the American army, and the citizen of an independent
republic," continued Butler, "I protest against any accountability to
this tribunal; and, with this protest, I publish my wrongs in the face
of these witnesses, and declare them to arise out of facts disgraceful
to the character of an honorable nation. I have been drawn by treachery
into an ambuscade, overpowered by numbers, insulted and abused by
ruffians. I wish I could say that these outrages were practised at the
mere motion of the coarse banditti themselves who assailed me; but their
manifest subserviency to a plan, the object of which was to take my
life, leaves me no room to doubt that they have been in the employ and
have acted under the orders of a more responsible head"--
"Keep your temper," interrupted Innis, calmly. "Something is to be
allowed to the excited feelings of one suddenly arrested in the height
of a bold adventure, and the court would, therefore, treat your
expression of such feelings at this moment with lenity. You will,
however, consult your own welfare, by giving your thoughts to the
charges against you, and sparing yourself the labor of this useless
vituperation. Read that paper, and speak to its contents. We will hear
you patiently and impartially."
"Sir, it can avail me nothing to read it. Let it allege what it may, the
trial, under present circumstances, will be but a mockery. By the
chances of war, my life is in your hands; it is an idle ceremony and
waste of time to call in aid the forms of justice, to do that which you
have the power to do, without insulting Heaven by affecting to assume
one of its attributes."
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