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
“O, picked it up somewhere; don't remember now,” he evasively answered.
“That, now, is a thumper, I know,” she rejoined, with a pretty toss of
the head. “But you don't put me off so. The fact is Josh, I suspect you
have been among the tories to-day. Now be honest, and tell me, sir.”
And for the next ten minutes the determined girl plied her reluctant and
perplexed companion, by all the means which her ingenuity could invent,
to accomplish her object; teasing, coaxing and threatening by turns,
till, being unable to resist any longer, he replied,--
“Well, I will tell you; and it can't do any hurt either, for they will
all be out of reach before morning.”
“Who will be out of reach?” eagerly demanded the other.
“The men that my brother Samuel enlisted. You knew he had got a
captain's commission in General Burgoyne's army, I 'spose.”
“We heard so; but has Captain Samuel Rose been in town to-day?”
“Yes; for I may as well tell the whole, now I've begun. The captain has
been all day at the house of brother Asa Rose, who lives out of the way,
there, in the woods, over beyond the great road, you know. Well, he had
agreed to meet all he had enlisted in this section there at sunset, and
lead them off to the British camp, after people were abed. I was there
just before dark, and saw them; sixteen in all, besides the captain, all
armed and equipped, and he in full uniform; and he looks complete in it,
too, I tell you.”
“But what was you amoung them there for?”
“O, I wanted to see Sam, and bid him good-by, you know, as he was going
off, never to come back, for aught I knew; that was all, upon honor,
now.”
“Perhaps it was; but one thing I wish you to understand, Josh Rose,
and that is, if you take up for that side of the question, openly or
secretly, your visits here----”
“O, I shan't; no notion on't, not the least in the world; so don't
worry; though candidly, Vine, I don't believe it's much use for your
folks to think of standing out any longer. Why, hundreds are joining
the British every day, and what will be left, in a short time, can do
nothing towards stopping such an army as Burgoyne's.”
“What are left will be apt to try it, I think, sir.”
The subject was now dropped; and the girl, after a thoughtful pause,
commenced on a theme more agreeable to her suitor, and for a short time,
was unusually sociable and gracious; when she rose, and, carelessly
remarking she must be excused a moment, left the room, and passed out
through the front door, with noise enough in opening and closing it to
leave the other in no doubt as to the direction of her exit.
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