The night seemed to be passing quietly away. As I lay on a rug in the
corner of the room, I could hear the sound of some night-birds, or
frogs, or crickets, and the rustling of the wind among the
plantain-leaves, till I fell asleep. Before long, however, I started
up, and thought that the monkeys had begun their concert at an earlier
hour than usual. There were the most unearthly cries and shrieks
imaginable, which seemed to come from all sides of the house, both from
a distance and close at hand. For a moment all was silent, and then
they were repeated louder than before. Had not the company been heavy
with drink, they must have been awoke at once. As it was, the second
discharge of shrieks and cries roused them up, and in another minute
people came rushing into the dining-hall from different parts of the
house, their pale countenances showing the terror they felt. "What's
the matter? what's all this?" they exclaimed.
"That the negroes have come down from the hills, and that we shall all
be murdered!" exclaimed the master of the house, who had just hurried in
with a rifle in his hand. "Gentlemen, we may defend ourselves, and sell
our lives dearly, but that is all I can hope for."
"Let us see what can be done," said Captain Helfrich coolly. "This
house may not stand a long siege, perhaps, though we'll do our best to
prepare it. We'll block up the windows and all outlets as fast as we
can. See, get all the rice and coffee bags to be found, and fill them
with earth; we may soon build up a tolerably strong fortification."
The captain's confidence and coolness encouraged others, and every one
set to work with a will to make the proposed preparations. All the
household slaves, and several blacks residing in the neighbouring huts
had come into the house to share their master's fortunes but the greater
number had run away and hid themselves. There was no lack of muskets
and ammunition; indeed, there were among us weapons sufficient to arm
twice as many men as were assembled. The white gentlemen were generally
full of fight, and began to talk hopefully of quickly driving back the
Maroons: but the blacks were in a great state of excitement, and ran
about the house chattering like so many monkeys, tumbling over each
other, and rather impeding than forwarding the work to be done.
Though matters were serious enough, I, with a youngster's
thoughtlessness, enjoyed a fit of laughter while we were in the middle
and hottest hurry of our preparations. It happened that two stout
blackies rushed into the hall from different quarters, one bearing on
his back a sack of earth, the other a bundle of canes or battens. Tilt
they went with heads stooping down right against each other. Their
skulls met with a clap like thunder, and both went sprawling over on
their backs, with their legs up in the air. The sack burst, and out
tumbled the earth; and the bundle of canes separating, lay in a confused
heap.
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