The Cavaliers of Virginia, vol. 1 of 2: or, The Recluse of Jamestown; An historical romance of the Old DominionCaruthers, William Alexander
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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
When, the cavalcade arrived at the bridge, their painful suspense and
anxiety were little relieved by perceiving an immense crowd assembled
round the house of Mr. Fairfax. That some accident must have befallen
him they had too good reason now to apprehend, else what could have
drawn the multitude together? The arrival of a successful huntsman, was
an affair of too frequent occurrence at Jamestown to excite the present
visible commotion. The returning and anxious Cavaliers were soon met by
the eager throng, who pressed around them in crowds, each party
demanding of the other news respecting their absent fellow-citizen.
The assemblage of the crowd around the house was soon explained by the
appearance of his favourite charger, upon which he had set out in the
morning, so full of health, vigour and animation. He was held in the
midst of the assemblage, his head-gear broken, the saddle bloody, and
his sides dripping with mud and water, as if he had just crossed through
the river. In this condition he had presented himself at the stable door
where he was usually kept, without his rider, and this was all they knew
in the city concerning the fate of the missing horseman. This was enough
to excite the most distracting fears in the minds of his own family, and
the worst apprehensions, in those of his immediate friends and more
humble admirers.
Horses and men were speedily volunteered for the purpose of scouring the
whole forest in the direction of the chase. Many of the Cavaliers barely
dismounted from one horse to mount another; and in a very few minutes,
hundreds of citizens, some on horseback and others on foot, had
assembled. While they were thus speedily collecting their forces, a
scream from some washerwomen on the bank of the river, quickly drew the
crowd in that direction. Men, women and children rushed to the spot with
feelings of anxiety and alarm, wrought to the highest pitch. They were
not left long in doubt, for a boat was just nearing the shore, in which
were two men rowing, while another supported upon his lap the head of
the still living but wounded Cavalier.
CHAPTER XII.
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