Tales, Traditions and Romance of Border and Revolutionary TimesEllis, Edward Sylvester
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Tales, Traditions and Romance of Border and Revolutionary Times
Ellis, Edward Sylvester
Frontier and pioneer life -- United States -- Anecdotes; United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Anecdotes
opposite side it again recedes, presenting a bold and rugged aspect,
heightened by the gloom of perpetual shade, numerous cavern-like
fissures, and masses of rock which have fallen, from time to time, from
the overhanging ledge. One of these is a large, flat slab, about ten
feet long, six high, and between three and four feet thick, which has
fallen in such a position as to leave a passage behind it of about a
yard in width. The rocks above project over this slab, so as to shield
it effectually from that quarter, and a half-dozen men might defend
themselves behind this natural buckler against the attack of an army.
Such was the haunt of Moody, and his congenial band of Tory cut-throats
and murderers; and from here, like a flock of ravenous wolves would they
issue, when opportunity offered, and lay waste and destroy all within
their reach until danger threatened, when they would retreat to this
natural fastness with their ill-gotten plunder, here to divide and
secrete it. From the brow of the ledge, which rises nearly a hundred
feet from the water, they had a fair view of every avenue to their
hiding-place, and no one ever approached it alive except Moody and his
associates, or perhaps some friend of theirs, with provision or
information. There were those so lost to principle as to furnish this
crew of land-pirates with the necessaries of life, and with accurate
intelligence of every movement, on the part of the Americans, which
occurred in the vicinity. Several attempts to capture the wretch were
frustrated by these loyal friends. At one time, when a party, having
tracked him for some distance, were about to spring upon him, he was
alarmed by a negro in time to make his escape; and on another occasion a
young woman mounted a horse and rode some twelve or fourteen miles, of a
dark night, to warn him of a projected attack by a party of Whigs, who
had determined to capture him at all hazards. One cold winter night he
broke into the house of a Mr. Ogden, and after robbing it of every thing
of any value, he took the old man out in the yard, and made him take an
oath not to make known his visit until a sufficient time had elapsed for
himself and his party to make their escape. Two or three men who were
working for Mr. Ogden, and who slept in a loft up stairs, not feeling
bound by the old man's oath, alarmed the neighborhood and commenced a
pursuit. Their track was easily followed in the snow, and in the morning
they came upon a camp where the marauders had slept over night, and
where their fires were still burning. The chase was kept up until they
reached Goshen, in the State of New York, where they recovered part of
the plunder, but the rascals escaped. These expeditions in pursuit of
the Tory wretch were called "Moody-hunting," and were followed up
frequently with great energy.
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