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
At a motion of the indicating finger of the hostess, the tempting
dish was brought forward, and carefully placed on the table before the
many-titled carver, amid a shower of compliments to the distinguished
artificer of so fine an edible structure, from him and many others
of the admiring company. The general now rose, and, intent only on
a dexterous performance of the duties of his new vocation, gave a
preliminary flourish of knife and fork, and dashed into the middle of
the pie; when lo! through the rent thus made in the imprisoning crust,
out flew half a score of live blackbirds, which, fluttering up and
scattering over the dodging heads of the astonished guests, made for
the open windows, and escaped, with loud chirping cries, to their native
meadows! At first, a slight exclamation from the gentlemen, a half
shriek from the ladies, then a momentary pause, and then one universal
burst of uproarious laughter, followed this strange _denouement_ of the
little plot of the playful countess. She, it appeared, had engaged a
fowler to bring her a couple of dozens of blackbirds, which, by a net,
he had taken, and brought to her alive; when, keeping part as they
were, she contrived up the scheme to amuse and surprise her guests here
described, and, slaying the rest, made of them a veritable pie, that was
now brought forward, and partaken, with great gusto, by the delighted
company.
At length the cloth was removed, and the table replenished with bottles
and glasses. Then followed the usual round of toasts--“the health of the
king,”--“the invincibility of British arms,”--“success to the present
expedition,”--and, with many a deriding epithet, “confusion to the
rebels and their ragged army.”
“Fill, gentlemen,” said Burgoyne, after the subjects above named had
been sufficiently exhausted--“fill up your glasses once more; for, in
descanting on the public responsibilities and glory of the soldier, let
us not be unmindful of those private felicities which are to reward
his prowess. I give you,” he added, with a significant glance at our
heroine--“I give you, ladies and gentlemen, the health and happiness of
our two loyal American officers, Colonel Peters and Captain Jones, the
prospective bridegrooms of the double wedding of to-morrow, extremely
regretting that _both_ of the fair participants of the happy occasion,
instead of one, are not here to give the beautiful response of their
blushes to the sentiment.”
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