We followed one of the main roads out of Philadelphia for some distance,
and then turned into a narrower path, along which the detachment had
much difficulty in preserving its formation. This part of the country
was strange to me, and I did not believe that we were proceeding in the
direction of the American encampment. Still, it was obvious that a heavy
blow against the Americans was intended.
As the hours passed, clouds came before the moon, and the light waned.
The long line of men ahead of me sank into the night so gradually that I
could not tell where life ended and darkness began, and still there was
no sound but the regular tread of man and beast and the clanking of
arms. My sense of foreboding increased. How heartily I wished that I had
never come into Philadelphia! I silently cursed Marcel for leading me
into the adventure. Then I cursed myself for attempting to throw all the
blame on Marcel.
The night was advancing, when we came to a long, narrow valley, thickly
wooded at one end. We halted there, and the general selected about three
hundred men and posted them in the woods at the head of the valley. I
was among the number, but I observed with regret that Marcel was not. A
colonel was placed in command. Then the main army followed a curving
road up the hill-side and went out of sight over the heights. I watched
them for some time before they disappeared, horse and foot, steadily
tramping on, blended into a long, continuous, swaying mass by the gray
moonlight; sometimes a moonbeam would tip the end of a bayonet with
silver and gleam for a moment like a falling star. At last the column
wound over the slope and left the night to us.
About one-third of our little force were cavalrymen; but, under the
instructions of our colonel, we dismounted and gave our horses into the
care of a few troopers; then all of us moved into the thick woods at the
head of the pass, and sat down there, with orders to keep as quiet as
possible.
I soon saw that the rising ground and the woods which crowned it merely
formed a break between the valley which we had entered at first and
another valley beyond it. The latter we were now facing. I had not been
a soldier for two years and more for nothing, and I guessed readily that
we were to keep this pass clear, while the main force was to perform the
more important operation, which I now doubted not was to be the
entrapping of some large body of Americans. Perhaps in this number was
to be included the general-in-chief himself, the heart and soul of our
cause. I shuddered at the thought, and again cursed the reckless spirit
that had placed me in such a position.
At first we had the second valley in view; but our colonel, fearing that
we might expose ourselves, drew us farther back into the woods, and then
we could see nothing but the trees and the dim forms of each other.
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