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
So saying, the major dashed off at full speed towards the village; while
Barney and his men, with no less spirit, hurried on to their respective
destinations, in the opposite direction. The place where the latter were
to separate being soon reached, appearances examined, and no discoveries
made, the captain, with Purdy and young Ormsbee, struck off from the
road, and proceeded cautiously along the bushy outskirts of the path
before mentioned as leading to the supposed rendezvous, leaving to Bart
the task of going on and reconnoitring the old establishment on the main
road, at which, it was believed, the tories would be sure to call,
on their way out, to take a last treat from mother Rose's ever-ready
bottle, and perhaps some provisions from her cupboard, to invigorate
them for their long night march to the British camp. A short walk
now brought Bart in close vicinity to the house he was appointed to
reconnoitre; when, gliding silently along under cover of the fences,
tall weeds, and other screening objects, he quickly made a circuit round
the buildings, contriving, as he did so, to peer into the barns, sheds,
and even into most of the rooms of the capacious old dwelling. He
perceived, however, no indications of the presence of any but females
about the establishment; though, from the movements of these, and
especially those of the old woman, who was busily engaged in cutting
up large quantities of bread and cheese, and in replenishing her junk
bottles, he became satisfied that the company, of whom he was in search,
were shortly expected. Having made these observations, he retired
from the house, crossed over the road into the opposite field, and was
marking out a course for himself through the wood, which would intersect
the path taken by his companions, and enable him to join them somewhere
near the tory rendezvous, when his ear caught the clattering of
horse-hoofs, approaching, at a furious pace, up the road from the south,
And so rapid was the advance of the coming horseman, that Bart had
scarcely time to gain the covert of a clump of shrubbery standing by the
fence, over against the house, before the former made his appearance,
and, turning into the yard, galloped up to an open window, and addressed
a hasty inquiry to the mistress of the house; when, hardly waiting for
the negative reply that appeared to be given, he suddenly wheeled about,
and, regaining the road, pursued his course with renewed speed.
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