The Dare Boys in VirginiaCox, Stephen Angus Douglas
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The Dare Boys in Virginia
Cox, Stephen Angus Douglas
United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Juvenile fiction
The youths were soon close to the house in question, and saw that there
were a number of young people, young men and girls, in the front room,
dancing to the music from a violin.
“A dance!” exclaimed Tom. “Let’s go in, boys, and enjoy ourselves a
while.”
The other two willingly agreed. It was not often that they had found
opportunity for amusement, so advancing to the door, Dick knocked.
CHAPTER XV—At the Dance
The door was opened, presently, and a woman of middle age stood on the
threshold.
“Good evening, ma’am,” said Dick, bowing. “Myself and comrades would
like to get something to eat, if you have any food to spare. We will pay
for the food.”
“Come right in,” was the cordial reply. “There is plenty of food in the
house and you will be welcome to all you can eat. Come in.”
The youths entered, and the woman led the way to the kitchen, along a
hall, past the room in which the young people were dancing. Here she
invited the youths to be seated, and began placing food on a table.
“You don’t belong in these parts, do you?” she asked, looking with some
show of curiosity at the youths.
“No, ma’am,” replied Dick. And then he asked, somewhat hesitatingly: “Is
this--are the people around here, loyal to the king, or are they
inclined to be patriotic?”
The woman looked at Dick rather sharply, and then after hesitating
slightly, she said: “Well, I don’t know just what to say, young man. You
see, General Arnold has an army of British soldiers about twenty miles
from here, and some of his soldiers have even come this far and done
some plunderin’ of patriot settlers, and--well, mebby it wouldn’t be
best to say whether we are patriots or Tories. I don’t know whether you
are patriots or not, either,” with another searching glance.
Dick shrewdly guessed, from her words and actions, that she was a
patriot, and so he said: “We are patriots, ma’am, so you needn’t be
afraid to say you are a patriot.”
“I’m glad of that,” with a relieved air. “What are your names, and where
do you live?”
Dick told her their names, and said that they were soldiers, belonging
with a regiment of patriot soldiers that was in that part of the
country, having come there recently from the North.
“Well, I’m glad there is a patriot army in this part of the country
too,” said the woman. “Maybe they will be able to put a stop to the
plundering and burning of the homes of the patriot settlers around
here.”
“I think that we shall be able to do so,” said Dick.
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