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
As a matter of course I could do no more than hold my peace, for it
went without saying that if General Marion and his followers should
attempt any such manœuvre as had been executed a few hours previous,
the chances were as ten to one they would come to grief. This I was
forced to admit to my companion, while yet unwilling to leave Archie to
his possible fate without having made some effort to aid him, and after
a short pause I said with as much of firmness in my tone as it was
possible to command at the moment:
“You shall go back and give the necessary information to our people,
and I will do what I may hereabout.”
“I was afraid you might make some such proposition as that, Rufus
Randolph.”
“Why were you afraid?” I asked irritably.
“Because it could have no other effect than that of giving Seth
Hastings two prisoners instead of one. Recall to memory what we have
seen, and then tell me if you believe on your honor that it would be
possible for you to effect anything whatsoever toward Archie’s release?
The only hope--and it would be one chance in ten--is that Seth Hastings
remains with his prisoner somewhere outside of the encampment; but
that we both know, whether willing to admit it or not, is in every way
improbable. The Tory cur, mindful of his own hide, and desiring above
all things to keep our comrade in his clutches, would ride at full
speed to the Britishers, to show them whose favor he is unquestionably
desirous of gaining, that he had been able to capture a scout and
three horses. Verily a deed like that would win him some consideration
from Captain Barfield, however much that officer might dislike such
a traitor as Seth has shown himself to be. Then again, as a second
reason for his seeking the encampment at the earliest possible moment,
he would do so for his own safety as well as the proper guarding of the
prisoner, because of our being at liberty. However much of a cur that
scoundrel may be, you cannot truthfully say he is an idiot.”
Now I could not in reason make any further protest, and Gabriel
insisted, for his arguments were unanswerable, that unless I was
willing to take the chance of working irreparable injury to the Cause,
it was necessary to turn my back upon the brave little lad who would
have risked every danger in order to aid one of us.
My heart was sore indeed as we set off up the stream, on foot, of
course, since we had lost the horses, and the only ray of light which
came to my mind in all that distressing situation, was that most
probably General Marion would be willing to make an attack upon such an
overwhelming number rather than quietly leave one of his recruits in
their hands.
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