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
"Kill the villain!" exclaimed his sister, in a transport of
indignation, endeavouring to tear her friend from the embraces of the
intruder. But the efforts of the brother and sister were counteracted
by a new and unexpected enemy. The French dancing-master, who,
notwithstanding the violent enthusiasm with which he entered into his
proper duties of fiddling and animating the guests, had yet wisdom
enough to conduct himself with proper decorum, the moment his
reverend colleague appeared, and had been for the last few moments
entirely lost sight of, now darted with a hop and a pirouette to the
bridegroom's side, and roaring with a voice loud enough to add to the
terror, "_Sacre!_ ou-at! marry a leddie against her ou-ill!" he
struck his violin over young Falconer's head with an energy of
application that brought him to the floor, and dashed his instrument
into a thousand pieces. "_Sacre!_" he continued, triumphantly--"I
s'all help myself to the most beaut'ful leddee here!" And, as he
spoke, he snatched up the astounded Harriet, and vanished from the
apartment.
In the meanwhile, the outrage, of a character so extraordinary, had
not been confined to the persons of the wedding pair and the
bridegroom's sister. At the very moment when Hyland Gilbert darted
into the circle, many of the guests, hearing the whistle that seemed
to have conjured up the spectre, turned to the window, and beheld
three or four savage-looking men spring through it into the room,
while as many others, remaining in the open air, thrust long carbines
and rifles among the guests, as if upon the point of firing on them.
At the same time, others made their appearance at the door, armed in
the same way; and, to crown all, the little six-pounder, which had
remained in the Hollow ever since the eventful 4th of July, and stood
upon the lawn near the house, charged by Captain Loring's own hand,
and ready to be fired the moment the ceremony was over, was suddenly
let off by some unknown hand, rattling the glass in the windows, and
shaking the house to its foundation. These circumstances were enough
to inspire all with dread; which was still further increased when the
assailants, singling out the few military officers present, rushed
upon them before they could betake themselves to their arms, and beat
them all to the floor, with the exception of the captain of cavalry,
who sprang from a window on the opposite side of the apartment,
uttering a single ejaculation of surprise,--that is to say, 'By the
eternal Jupiter!'--and was seen no more until the assault was over,
and the actors in the outrage had vanished. The whole scene, though
one of unexampled confusion and terror, was over in a few moments;
and such was the panic, that scarce a being present remembered, or
indeed conceived, the true nature, or had noted all the circumstances
attending the assault. That wild men with arms in their hands, had
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