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
passed by so near as to graze the bark of the tree behind which she
stood, and moved carelessly on some distance before again pausing to
repeat his _reconnoissance_.
She drew a long breath; but, before she dared move from her stand, the
sounds of other approaching feet reached her ears. And soon two more
men, evidently on the same search, passed by her, at different distances
to the east, and, like the first one, bent their courses northward.
After waiting till all sound of their receding steps had wholly died
away, she again moved forward, and soon had the satisfaction of finding
herself in the road, but a short distance from the spot where, a few
hours before, she and her attendant had been captured. It remained now
to get beyond the tory encampment. Could she be permitted to pass down
the mountain, in the road, but a half mile, she might then consider the
danger mostly over, and proceed on to the tavern in comparative safety.
And, though aware that this portion of the way might be scarcely less
dangerous than any she had passed over, yet, tempted by the facility
with which it could be accomplished in the road, she resolved to make
the attempt, and accordingly, with a guarded but rapid step, began to
move down the sloping way before her. But she had proceeded but a short
distance, when she was startled by the loud report of firearms in the
direction of the tory encampment, which, as already described, were,
just at that moment, being discharged at the escaping canoe. While
pausing in doubt at the meaning of this unexpected outbreak, the random
firing of Woodburn's party which we noted as soon following that of the
tories, now burst from the forest a little before her on the left, and
greatly in creased her perplexity. Suddenly conceiving the idea, from
these circumstances, that the tories had been assailed in their rear,
and were now retreating towards her, and this notion being the next
moment confirmed by the glimpses she caught of a dark form emerging from
the bushes on the left, whom she mistook for a foe, she hastily turned
and fled, in agitation and alarm, into the opposite forest bordering the
road on the south, having thus approached within a few rods of the
very men who were in search of her, and thus unconsciously eluded their
friendly grasp. Though intending soon to turn her course eastward, so
as to come out again into the road at such a point as should place her
beyond any danger of a recapture, yet, urged by her fears lest her foes
should cross the road and overtake her, she pressed on so far into the
depths of the woods, that when she paused to change her course, she
became confused and doubtful respecting the direction she should take to
regain the road in the manner she had proposed. She had now no further
knowledge of the make of the land, or the situation of the hills, by
which she could be guided. But at length, fixing on a course which she
thought most likely to be the right one, she again set forward, slowly
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