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
“It is as if General Marion had arranged matters to suit our plans,”
Archie cried exultingly, and Captain Horry said with an indulgent smile:
“I question whether your traitorous friend, if it so be he remains
with the Britishers, will risk his precious skin very far from the
main camp; but, of course, there is always a possibility, and it is
the unexpected which more often happens. Then I am to say to General
Marion that you Minute Boys are willing to form a portion of the picked
company?”
“You will say to him, sir, if you please, that we are eager to do so,
in addition to being willing, and then you will have told but half the
truth, for we are indeed burning with the desire to do whatsoever we
may, that Carolinians should do,” Gabriel cried passionately.
“You are accepting a post of danger,” the captain said gravely, “for
those who ride in advance stand every chance of being gobbled up by
Tarleton or Wemyss.”
Then he lingered an instant as if to learn whether one or more of us
was minded to show the white feather, and seeing nothing save joyful
anticipation written on our faces, he went out into the night leaving
us congratulating each other upon what we considered our good fortune.
CHAPTER IX
A TRAP
There is no good reason why I should go into details concerning the
preparations which we made for this reconnoissance when we Minute
Boys of South Carolina were to march shoulder to shoulder with picked
troopers from General Marion’s command.
In fact, we gave very little heed to the details, save to make certain
our horses were in the pink of condition, and our weapons as they
should be. We were so puffed up with pride because of having been
selected as fit companions for the best men in the “ragged regiment,”
as to have little room in our minds for aught else. Nor was our pride
abated next morning when we learned that Captain Horry himself was to
lead the detachment, and Gabriel said to me with an air of satisfaction:
“It must be, William Rufus, that this movement is of more importance
than we had anticipated, else Captain Horry would not march at the
head. We shall have a commander who will not shirk his duty, however
great may be the opposing force we meet.”
And I, my heart warming to the dear lad because of the joy he displayed
in thus being permitted to risk his life, said stoutly:
“We would have a commander equally to be relied on, if the Minute Boys
had been sent out on this mission alone.”
For an instant Gabriel failed to understand my meaning, and then a
deep flush overspread his face as he gripped me by the arm to show his
gratitude.
“You are not warranted in making any such statement, William Rufus,
and I know full well you do so only because of the affection there is
between us two.”
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