The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of PennsylavaniaBird, Robert Montgomery
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The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of Pennsylavania
Bird, Robert Montgomery
Pennsylvania -- History -- Fiction
touches, and the remonstrances of his admirer, he found, however
extraordinary it seemed, that the drum and the jewsharp were the only
instruments the playing of which came by nature.
This peculiar friendship betwixt the bard and the singer it is
perhaps necessary here to mention, in order that it should be
understood to whom should be given the credit of those canzonets sung
by the painter, which seem to have any peculiar reference to his own
condition. He did not carry his affection so far as to bestow any of
his private confidence on the bard; nor did the latter ever suspect
that any call, however urgent, for a ballad especially sad and
amatory, was to be understood as indicating a passion deeper than
that of the mere songster. There was little suspiciousness in the
poet's frame, and no scandal-mongers in the neighbourhood. It was
indeed the golden age of that part of the world; although the country
was somewhat overflowed with paper-money.
It was one result of this generous spirit, doubtless, that caused the
story of the resuscitation of a Hawk of Hawk-Hollow to be so soon
forgotten. The account of the outrage upon Colonel Falconer, as
having been perpetrated by Oran Gilbert, did indeed at first create a
considerable sensation; and many excitable individuals, hearing of
the chase after the fugitive Nehemiah, mounted their horses, and
resumed the trail, the next day, with the resolution of sifting the
mystery to the bottom. But the trail ended where Lieutenant Brooks
had left it; the raw-boned white horse had passed through divers
hands, and was, in course of time, supposed to have been recovered by
the rightful owner; but the rider had vanished as if swallowed up by
the earth, or melted into the air, and was never more heard of. The
story died away, or was remembered only as a jest, which finally
expired in the vapour of its own silliness. The reasonable men
laughed at their late fears, and forgot them.
About the present time, however, there arose a rumour, no one knew
how or why, which created a new sensation among the credulous and
foreboding. It was whispered that a band of tories was secretly
forming among the hills; but where, or for what purpose, no one
pretended to say. It was a vague and mysterious apprehension, that
spread from person to person, by virtue, perhaps, of its enigmatic
character; for no inquiry could detect a better reason for its
prevalence. As it carried its contagion further and further, men
began again to talk of the Hawks of Hawk-Hollow; the refugees, in
imagination, rose again from their tombs, and the scalp-hunter stole
anew through the forests. The rumour had reached the Traveller's
Rest; but it made little impression on the spirit of the painter.
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