But this scene was soon interrupted by an alarm. It appeared that a
negro had contrived to escape and to rouse the country. They had
collected together from the other plantations, and our party being, as
is usually the case when plunder is going on, very negligent, the
videttes were surprised, and had hardly time to escape and apprise us
of our danger. There was not a moment to be lost; our safety depended
upon an immediate retreat. The captain collected all hands, and while
he was getting them together that the retreat might be made in good
order, the old planter who, by the report of the fire-arms and the
bustle and confusion without, guessed what had taken place, pressed me
to remain with them, urging the certainty of our men being
overpowered, and the merciless consequences which would ensue. He
pledged himself with his fingers crossed in the form of the crucifix,
that he would procure me safe quarter, and that I should ever enjoy
his protection and friendship. I refused him kindly but firmly, and he
sighed and said no more. The old lady put a ring on my finger, which
she took from her own hand, and kissing my forehead, told me to look
at that ring, and continue to do good and act nobly as I had just
done.
I waved my hand, for I had no time even to take the proffered hands of
the young ones, and hastened to join my shipmates already on the
retreat, and exchanging shots with our pursuers. We were harassed by a
multitude, but they were a mixed company of planters, mulattoes, and
slaves, and not half of them armed, and we easily repelled their
attacks, whenever they came to close quarters. Their violent
animosity, however, against us and our evil doings, induced them to
follow close at our heels, keeping up a galling irregular fire, and
endeavouring to detain us until we might be overpowered by their
numbers, every minute increasing, for the whole country had been
raised, and were flocking in. This our captain was well aware of, and
therefore made all the haste that he could, without disturbing the
regularity of his retreat, to where our boats were lying, as should
they be surprised and cut off, our escape would have been impossible.
Notwithstanding all his care, several of our men were separated from
us by the intricacies of the wood, or from wounds which they had
received, and which prevented them from keeping up with us. At last,
after repelling many attacks, each time more formidable than the
preceding, we gained our boats, and embarking with the greatest
precipitation, we put off for the schooner. The enemy, emboldened by
our flight, flocked down in great numbers to the water's edge, and we
had the mortification to hear our stragglers, who had been captured,
imploring for mercy; but groans and then silence too plainly informed
us that mercy had been denied.
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