I wished to hold further conversation with Marcel that morning on a
matter of high interest to both of us, but I did not find the
opportunity, for we were sent on immediate duty into different parts of
the suburbs. Mine was soon finished, and I returned to the heart of the
city. I noticed at once that the invading army had suffered a further
relaxation of discipline. Evidently, after his failure of the preceding
night, Sir William took no further interest in the war, and but little
in the army, for that matter, except where his personal friends were
concerned. But most afflicting was the condition of mind into which the
Tories had fallen. Philadelphia, like New York, abounded in these
gentry, and a right royal time they had been having, basking in the
sunshine of British favor, and tickling themselves with visions of
honors and titles, and even expecting shares in the confiscated estates
of their patriot brethren.
Now they were in sore distress, and but little of my pity had they.
Among the rumors was one, and most persistent it was too, that a
consequence of the French alliance would be the speedy evacuation of
Philadelphia by the British, who would in all probability seek to
concentrate their strength at New York. This was a misfortune that the
wretched Tories had never foreseen. What! the British ever give up
anything they had once laid their hands upon! The descendants of the
conquerors of Crecy, Poitiers, and Agincourt, the grandsons of the men
who had humbled Louis the Great at Blenheim and Malplaquet, to be beaten
by untrained, half-armed, and starving farmers! The thing was
impossible. And Tory and Briton vied with each other in crying to all
the winds of heaven that it could not be. The British were most arrogant
towards us in those days, for which reason we always took much
satisfaction in beating them, admitting at the same time that they were
brave men, and we never cared much about our victories over the
Hessians, who, to tell the truth, were very fierce in the pursuit of a
beaten enemy, but not quite so enduring in the main contention as the
British.
But I had ever had more animosity against the Tories than the British,
and I felt much secret delight at their manifest and troublous state of
mind. Some, who had their affairs well in hand, were preparing to depart
with their beloved British, who little wanted such burdens. Others were
mourning for their houses and goods which they had expected to see
wrenched from them as they would have wrenched theirs from the patriots.
All seemed to expect that the American army would be upon them
immediately, such were their agitation and terror. Curses, too, were now
heard against King George for deserting his faithful servants after
making so many great promises to them. Well, it is not for those who
shake the dice and lose, to complain. We, too, had had our sufferings.
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