The Rangers; or, The Tory's Daughter: A Tale Illustrative of the Revolutionary History of Vermont and the Northern Campaign of 1777Thompson, Daniel P. (Daniel Pierce)
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The Rangers; or, The Tory's Daughter: A Tale Illustrative of the Revolutionary History of Vermont and the Northern Campaign of 1777
Thompson, Daniel P. (Daniel Pierce)
Vermont -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
But, as rapid as had been the constable's movements, he did not, as he
intended, take the friends of Woodburn by surprise. They had withdrawn
from the meeting a short time before it dissolved, and met for
consultation in the rear of the house, where, having arranged their plan
of operations, they stood awaiting for the proper time to carry it into
execution.
“There!” exclaimed Dunning, as the constable began to cry the sale in
the manner we have just described--“there, that is ditter Fitch; he is
at it! All ready, boys? You, Piper and Bart, with your vials of oil of
vitriol in your sleeves, ready to uncork on to their ditter tails?”
“Ay, ay!”
“And your ditter snuff to throw into their eyes?”
“Yes, that, too.”
“And your guns ditter cocked, and safe under your coats you that are to
fire?”
“Ay, all right and ready--lead on!”
“Der well, but remember we ditter separate here, so as to come up on
different sides of the crowd; and mind, don't let off your guns till the
creatures begin to ditter grow uneasy and der snort and blow.”
While Fitch was repeating the bids he had received for the oxen, and was
about to knock them off to the highest bidder, which still chanced to be
Peters, he was suddenly told to hold on, by several persons who had just
at that moment made their appearance in different parts of the crowd,
and who expressed their wish to bid, as soon as they could get up to
examine the cattle. Owing to the duskiness, the faces of the new comers
did not seem to be recognized by the tories, who unsuspectingly opened
and admitted them to the stand. Quickly availing themselves of the
opportunity, the former, among the foremost of whom were Piper and Bart,
now crowded eagerly round the cattle, and, after rapidly passing their
hands over the cow and each of the oxen a moment, and then stepping
back, began to banter and bid. Not much time, however, was allowed
them to do either; for the cattle, all at once, became unaccountably
restless, at first backing and wheeling about in their confined space,
and then wildly tossing up their heads, snuffing, and assuming the
startled and furious appearance generally exhibited by this class of
animals when about to make a desperate effort to break away.
At this critical juncture, the fierce flashes and stunning reports of a
half dozen muskets burst over the heads of the startled and astonished
company from various points on the outer edge of the crowd; and the next
instant the already maddened cattle, with loud snorts, leaping over
or trampling down all in their way, broke through the living hedge of
tories around them, and bounded off, with their tails thrown aloft, and
bellowing in wild affright, in different directions, towards the woods,
leaving the amazed and broken crowd jostling and pitching about with
exclamations of surprise, groans of pain, volleys of oaths, and shouts
of laughter, all mingled in Babel-like confusion.
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