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
“Why do you not keep in the saddle that you may follow our people?” and
Edward replied with a laugh which had in it no tremor of fear:
“Are we not Minute Boys of South Carolina as well as you, and shall we
separate at the very moment when there is opportunity of showing what
our company may do?”
However dire had been the danger, I must have laughed at that moment,
when he spoke of us four boys as representing the company which we
hoped would some day win renown, and yet the lad was right in telling
us to stand together, for, without in any way thinking to take praise
to myself, we did on that night make such a name for the company yet
to be formed as brought to us more recruits than we had anticipated
even in our wildest dreams.
I know not how it may be with others, but as for me, once the fumes
of powder are in my nostrils, and the angry buzzing of bullets sounds
in my ears, I lose consciousness, so to speak, even as I did on this
night when I loaded and discharged my weapon until the barrel of the
musket was hot, so that it burned my hands. I was wondering what must
be the result when the gun was no longer in condition for use, but was
interrupted in my speculations by a wild cry from Gabriel, as he seized
my arm and rushed forward in what seemed to be the very thick of the
fray, where were horses and men in one confused tangle.
“See! Yonder is Seth Hastings dragging Archie to cover!”
Then for the first time did my heart sink within me, because the cur
of whom he spoke, with our comrade in his power, was on the other side
of the encampment. Between them and us were both friend and foe, and
it seemed absolutely certain we must plunge straight into death if any
attempt to reach them was made.
CHAPTER VI
THE RESCUE
Just for a moment as we stood there in the midst of the battle, for
such indeed it was, did I believe it would be impossible for us to aid
Archie, howsoever eager we were to do so, and this same thought must
have been in the minds of my comrades, for Gabriel shouted as if to
arouse our courage:
“We should be able to make our way around the combatants! Our people
are holding their own despite the heavy odds, and I believe we may
leave them to do all the work since we are shirking the fight for the
purpose of rescuing a prisoner.”
“We can still be taking good part in the battle while making a change
of position,” Edward Marshall added, as if he thought it necessary to
argue me into the mood for going to Archie’s aid.
Even while making reply I glanced around, able now to take in the
details of the scene as I had not done before, for this brief
conversation had aroused me, so to speak, from the fever born of battle.
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