The Minute Boys of South Carolina : $b A story of "How we boys aided Marion the Swamp Fox"Otis, James
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The Minute Boys of South Carolina : $b A story of "How we boys aided Marion the Swamp Fox"
Otis, James
Marion, Francis, 1732-1795 -- Juvenile fiction; South Carolina -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Juvenile fiction
We were the more ready to agree to his proposition because of having
remained in the saddle sufficiently long to cramp our limbs, and
therefore it was that our scout came to end, for the time being, hardly
fifteen miles from the starting-point. We picketed our horses in a
clump of bushes forty or fifty feet from the road over which we had
been riding, and then, partaking sparingly of our provisions, stretched
ourselves at full length on the ground near the animals.
How it chanced that we three remained there without speaking I cannot
explain, but because of our silence we were enabled to accomplish
that which had seemed improbable. The sun was already setting when
faintly from the distance, but sounding nearer and nearer each instant,
came the thud of horses’ hoofs, causing us to hastily seek better
concealment. In due time we saw coming up the bank of the stream from
the south, a party of seven armed men, or so it seemed, who were making
their way with a certain degree of caution, which told that they were
in search of something or some one.
Although not absolutely certain, we felt reasonably sure these
travellers were enemies; but when the party passed near where we were
in hiding they ceased conversation, and therefore we had no means of
determining who they were, save that all whom we could see from our
place of concealment wore British accoutrements, while our people held
to the powder-horn and shot-pouch.
Not until they were lost to view in the distance did either of us
speak, and then it was Archie who said, much as if he had made an
important discovery:
“They are Tories, and searching for General Marion’s encampment!”
“I allow all that to be true, lad, and now what may be our duty?”
Gabriel asked, as if questioning himself, whereupon I said, without
giving weight to the words:
“We should learn where they halt for the night, and then carry the
information back to camp.”
“What say you, Archie?” and I saw from the expression on Gabriel’s face
that he had already formed some plan in his mind.
“I believe we have been sent out to learn whatsoever we may concerning
just such people as those who have passed, and therefore, it seeming
reasonable they will halt for the night shortly, we ought to creep up
on them, for surely some word will be dropped during their conversation
which will give us an idea of what they are about.”
“And in case we learn beyond question that they are Tories?” the dear
lad continued with a smile on his face which told me more positively
his mind was already made up as to our proper course.
“That is for you to say,” Archie replied. “Surely Rufus and I have no
right to dictate to the commander of the Minute Boys.”
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