United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
A truly Indian summer morning ushered in the next day. In high spirits
Miss Carlyon mounted her horse, as did her aunt, and with kind
well-wishes from our late hosts we trotted out of the courtyard. They
felt great relief from the noise and jolting of the old coach. The old
black coachman gazed after us with a look of reproach, as if he thought
we had no business to be merry after we had deserted him. That day's
ride was to me one of the most perfect enjoyment. Scarcely for a moment
did I leave Madeline's side, and every instant knit my heart closer and
closer to her. I forgot all that the future might bring forth, all the
difficulties to be encountered; the months, perhaps years, of
separation, before I could hope by any possibility to call her mine, and
revelled only in the present. I could not tell what she might think or
feel. I dared not ask, lest the delightful enchantment by which I was
surrounded might be rudely broken. She eagerly listened to all I said,
smiled and blushed and--but I won't go on. I knew that I loved her, and
I thought she loved me. Spinks was an excellent companion on such an
occasion; silent and phlegmatic, he occasionally only would ride up to
offer a few remarks to Mrs Tarleton, and then would drop astern and
seem lost in his own reflections. As the day advanced, signs of war's
malign effects began to appear. Poor fellows, with bandaged heads and
arms in slings, were met limping and crawling along. Hedges and walls,
overturned cottages, and whole hamlets burned to the ground. The tide
of war had during the summer swept over this part of the Jerseys. The
mischief we saw was, however, chiefly effected by foraging parties from
the British forces, especially by the Hessians, so dreaded and hated by
the colonists.
"Two causes have alienated all true hearts from the British crown in
this country," observed Mrs Tarleton. "The supercilious manner of the
civil and especially of the military officers sent from England towards
the colonists, and the attempt to coerce them with foreign mercenaries.
We could have borne unjust laws and taxes, because they could be
repealed; but the pride of all the gentlemen of the land has been
aroused not to be quelled, except by entire separation from those who
could thus insult them."
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