The Cavaliers of Virginia, vol. 1 of 2: or, The Recluse of Jamestown; An historical romance of the Old DominionCaruthers, William Alexander
History
The Cavaliers of Virginia, vol. 1 of 2: or, The Recluse of Jamestown; An historical romance of the Old Dominion
Caruthers, William Alexander
Virginia -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Fiction
carriage of the gun, holding his torch aloft, so as to shed a glaring
light upon the assembled multitude of both parties, who stood now for a
moment of truce, in wonder at the strange and gigantic figure before
them.
"Hold!" said he in a loud authoritative voice, and waving his hand with
a commanding gesture over the ranks of the Roundheads who crowded round
him. "Where is your commander, Worley?"
"He is slain," answered twenty voices.
"His blood be upon his own head. Where is he who commandeth in his
stead?"
"Here am I," said a short black visaged thick-set man. "Here am I,
Ananias Proudfit, whom the Lord hath commissioned this night to take
away the wicked from the land, and to root out the Amalekite, and the
Jebusite, and the Perizzite, and the Hittite, and the Girgashite and the
Amorite. And are not this council and this wicked Governor justly
comparable to the five Kings who took shelter in the cave of Makkeda,
who were"--
"Peace, brawler, peace," thundered the gigantic umpire, "and cease to
pervert the word of God to thy murderous and unholy purposes. Take
warning by the fate of thy predecessor. Thou would'st not listen to a
more safe and peaceable admonition, administered in humility and good
faith. Now I tell thee that if thou art still deaf, this good sword
shall cleave thy hardened skull," and he drew his formidable weapon and
brandished it over the torch. "Hah! sayest thou so," said the enraged
Proudfit, aiming a deadly blow at the gigantic figure towering above
him, but which the stranger struck aside with the ease of a wary and
practised swordsman, and in the next moment as he had promised, drove
his ponderous weapon into the skull of his assailant. Then hurling his
torch into the advancing throng of the Independents, he brandished the
huge glittering blade in fearful circles around the besieged gun, and
quickly cleared a space for its more dexterous and effectual employment.
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