The Old DominionJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Old Dominion
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Southampton Insurrection, 1831 -- Fiction
"Dear, yes, sir," answered the good woman. "I heard they were killing
all the yellow people as well as the white, and I thought it better to
get out of the way; though, afterwards, as I walked along, I called
myself a great fool for my pains, and I don't believe the story now; I
think it's all a lie. But as I passed by here, I saw smoke in the
woods, and heard women's tongues, and that made me come up. But you
must not think, Sir Richard, that all the black people are as bad as
Nat Turner and his gang. Only two of all the men at Mr. Stringer's
would join them, and I will take my oath that none of my dear old
missus's servants would lift a hand against a white man after all you
did, and got them out of the hands of the dealer, and had to fight and
be wounded to prevent them being taken to Orl[ee]ns."
I could not help smiling at the curious version she had got of my
quarrel with Mr. Robert Thornton; but I found afterwards that the
general notion of the poor people was, that their remaining in
Virginia had entirely depended upon the result of my duel with that
worthy gentleman. If he had killed me, they thought they would have
all been sent away at once to a place of which they seemed to have a
particular dread. But other considerations pressed strongly for
attention; and, after musing for a moment, I said,--
"I fear that smoke may betray us to some of the wandering parties
which may be about. What have they lighted a fire for, Minerva? They
cannot want a fire on this hot day."
"Oh, but dey want something to eat," replied the girl; "and old Lou is
roasting a rabbit she snared."
"Oh, there is no fear, Sir Richard," said Jenny. "They have all gone
the other way; besides, they tell me a number of them ran away with
buck-shot in their skins, and they'll be a long time before they come
back again, I reckon. Why, the road all the way to Jerusalem 's quite
clear now."
"I wish I could believe it so, Jenny," I answered; "for I want to take
Miss Davenport there as soon as possible. But I understand there are
some thirty or forty in the band; and though I would defend her to the
last, I should soon be overpowered by such a number."
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