The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of PennsylavaniaBird, Robert Montgomery
History
The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of Pennsylavania
Bird, Robert Montgomery
Pennsylvania -- History -- Fiction
"'It was as dark down there as the dickens,' said Oran, in reply to
the piteous ejaculations of the widow; 'but there was plenty of
rats--I tell you what, they scared me! They stole my gingerbread, and
whenever I got to nodding, they seized me by the nose and fingers,
and I thought I should have been nibbled up, like an ear of corn. But
I knew I must stand 'em as long as I could; or it would be all up
with me.--Well, after awhile they came to a place, I don't know where
it was; but there was a great clatter on the deck, and swearing and
trampling, and they opened the trap-doors, as I saw by the great
flash of light. Then there was a heap of voices, and father's among
them, and Hyland's too. The great villain Hy, was telling on me, for
all I gave him half the gingerbread! When I catch him, I'll pay him
up, I will, Goody, if I wait ten years!'--And here the young
scape-gallows, as he revolved the treachery of his fellow truant,
clenched his fist, and looked as fierce and savage as a young bantam
in his first fit of valour.
"'Then,' continued this hopeful junior to the astonished widow,
'there was father, saying his son Oran was hid in the ship, and he
would have him out, or bring the captain to the gallows for
kidnapping him, meaning _me_; and there was Hy, the villain, telling
him how I was to hide among the boxes; and there was the captain and
the other folks, swearing that father was crazy, and ought to stay at
home; though to make him easy, they had opened the traps, or the
hatches, as they call them, and he might see for himself. Then father
came down, and bawled out after me, and so did Hy; and Hy said, if I
would come out, father would not send me to the grammar school, to be
thumped no more; but he said nothing about father sending me back to
Pennsylvany! no, not so much as a word! I was not to be caught by any
such talking; so I laid snug and as mum as a rabbit. Then father took
on as though I was dead, squeezed to pieces among the boxes, because
I would not answer him--as if I was such a fool! Then he wanted the
captain to take out the boxes, and the captain would not; then he
went after constables; and when he was gone, they clapped down the
hatches, and sailed away with all their might, and I never heard any
thing more of father.'
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