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
Gabriel made no reply on receiving this command, but, saluting,
wheeled about and led the way toward where our horses were stabled, we
following his example as a matter of course. Then, instead of going
through the form of drawing lots, the leader simply announced to the
company that he, Archie Gordon, and Rufus Randolph would act as the
scouts, and the remainder of the company were to fall in line with
General Marion’s command when they set off.
It can well be fancied how determined we were to do our work faithfully
on this night in order to atone for what we yet insisted was a grievous
blunder, and off we rode as quickly as might be, exchanging no words
until well away from the plantation. Then, instead of talking about
what we were to do, we spoke of the past, and of how thoroughly we
would whip Harrison’s Tories; but keeping silent upon the purpose of
our ride, not because we feared to lose courage, but that each fellow
seemed to have it in mind to act and speak as if this work was so
easily performed as to not need discussion or comment.
And in fact so did it prove. When we were come near to Tarcote the
horses were left in a convenient thicket, and we crept cautiously
forward to reconnoitre. But, bless you, we might almost have walked
boldly through the camp, so carelessly was it guarded. As a matter
of fact we approached within earshot at a dozen points, and failed,
strange as it may seem, to find a single sentinel on guard.
These redcoats were living on the fat of the land, and with all the
luxuries at their command. They had an ample supply of new canvas
tents, and in these were men playing at cards or sleeping, while around
the camp-fires lounged squads drinking and smoking as if they were
simply out on a picnic. In a dwelling near by the officers were having
a feast, carousing as if their one purpose was to so befuddle their
senses that the Swamp Fox and his followers might work their will
without danger and at ease.
The reconnoissance was attended with as little peril as if we three had
gone out sightseeing with our friends, and although I am not counting
myself as being a particularly courageous lad, yet I was utterly
ashamed of having accomplished the task so readily.
When we stole away, not overly careful as to making a noise, and were
mounting our horses, Gabriel said with a laugh, as if he had forgotten
that we allowed Seth Hastings to make fools of us:
“If all the Minute Boys had been with us, I dare venture to say we
alone could have captured the camp, providing we waited until those
sots were a little deeper in their cups. As it is, we have only to
report to the general that the goods which Colonel Tyne brought for the
Tories are at his disposal whenever he chooses to take them.”
CHAPTER XVII
SETH HASTINGS ONCE MORE
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