The Little Red FootChambers, Robert W. (Robert William)
History
The Little Red Foot
Chambers, Robert W. (Robert William)
New York (State) -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
"It is no burden," said I; "but I do not know where I shall be sent, now
that the war is come to Tryon County. And--I can not bear to think of
you alone and unprotected, living the miserable life of a refugee in the
women's quarters at Johnstown Fort."
"Does solicitude for my welfare truly occupy your thoughts, sir?"
"Why, yes, and naturally. Are we not close friends and comrades in
misfortune, Penelope?"
"I counted it no misfortune to live at Summer House."
"No, nor I.... I was very happy there.... Alas for your pretty
cottage!--poor little châtelaine of Summer House!"
"John Drogue?"
"I hear you."
"Did you suppose I ever meant to take that gift of you?"
"Why--why, yes! I gave it! Even now I have the deed to the land and
shall convey it to you. And one day, God willing, a new cottage shall be
built----"
"Then you must build it, John Drogue, for the land is yours and I never
meant to take it of you, and never shall.... And I thank you,--and am
deeply beholden--and touched in my heart's deep depths--that you have
offered this to me.... Because you desired me to be respectable, and
well considered by men.... And you wished me to possess substance which
I lacked--so that none could dare use me lightly and without
consideration.... And I promise you that I have learned my lesson. You
have schooled me well, Mr. Drogue.... And if for no other reason save
respect for you, and gratitude, I promise you I shall so conduct
hereafter that you shall have no reason to think contemptuously of me."
"I never held you in contempt."
"Yes; when I stole your horse; and when you deemed me easy--and proved
me so----"
"I meant it not that way!" said I, reddening.
"Yet it was so, John Drogue. I was not difficult. I meant no harm, but
had not sense enough to know harm when it approached me!... And so I
thank you for schooling me. But I never could have taken any gift from
you."
After a silence I rose and went into the officer's quarters.
The Continental Captain was lying on his trundle-bed, but got up and
sent two men to harness Kaya to our waggon.
I told him I should leave all stores and provisions with him, and asked
if he would look after our sheep and cattle and fowls until they could
be fetched to Johnstown and cared for there.
He was a most kindly man, and promised to care for our creatures, saying
that the eggs and milk would be welcome to his garrison, and that if he
took a lamb or two he would pay for it on demand.
So when our waggon drove up in the darkness outside, he came and took
leave of us all very kindly, saying he hoped that Penelope would be safe
in Johnstown, and that the raiders would soon be driven out of the
Sacandaga.
I gave him our canoe, for which he seemed grateful.
Then I helped Penelope into the waggon, got in myself and took the
reins. Nick and the Saguenay vaulted into the box and lay down on our
pile of furs and blankets.
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