United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
There was no controverting this opinion, so we continued our journey.
We at last came to a cottage, in which was an old woman almost deaf and
blind. After much interrogation, I found that her two sons had gone to
the wars with General Washington, and that a daughter-in-law who lived
with her was away to get some provisions, and, what was of importance to
us, that we were on the road we had wished to take. We had still a
league to go before reaching the house at which Mrs Tarleton wished to
rest before crossing the river. Spinks knew of it, so we hoped that he
would rejoin us there. There was something very genuine about that poor
fellow. I had done him a service, and he wished to do me one, so I
could not help taking a liking to him. Both Mrs Tarleton and her niece
had become somewhat anxious about our friend. The shades of evening
grew rapidly denser, for the twilight in that latitude is short, and
still he did not appear. We could not, however, stop for him, and it
became at last so dark that we could scarcely find the entrance to the
house at which we were to stop. It seemed a long, low building,
surrounded by a courtyard and walls, with several out-houses and gardens
and orchards outside. I made out an entrenchment in front, with a
wooden bridge over a moat, and then a stone wall with some massive
gates. After ringing for some time they were opened, and several armed
men appeared on either side. As we rode on to the hall door there
appeared a blaze of light inside, and a tall, dignified old gentleman
came down the steps to assist the ladies to dismount.
"I am glad to welcome you and your niece to my house under any
circumstances, Mrs Tarleton," said he, as he led them up the steps.
"But you find us somewhat in marshal array just now, and I am afraid may
be put to some inconvenience. The enemy's troops have crossed the
river, and it has been considered necessary to fortify this post."
"I can never complain of any inconvenience in our noble cause," said
Mrs Tarleton.
I knew well that not only would she cheerfully bear any inconvenience,
but would glory in any suffering or hardship she might be called on to
endure on account of it.
The public rooms, as we passed along, were, I perceived, filled with a
number of persons, some in military uniforms, and others in the dresses
of civilians. I was formally introduced, and though at first I was
received with some restraint, in a little time the manner of the host
and his numerous guests became as cordial as if I was an old friend,
instead of belonging to the party of their enemies. There were no
ladies or any females left of the family. They had all been sent off to
another house some way into the interior, to which it was believed the
enemy were not likely to penetrate.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account