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
was seen rearing herself nearly upright in the air, and then, with a
prodigious leap, throwing herself over the fence into the field beyond.
Although the tories, for a while, as little comprehended this movement
of the pony, as they did, at first, that of her master, yet they raised
the alarm that the horse had broken away; and a dozen men threw down
their guns, and ran out into the field to head her, but, dashing at and
through them, like a mad Fury, she bounded off at full speed, and soon
disappeared in the woods in the direction in which the whistling had
been heard, leaving the baffled pursuers and their associates now fully
to perceive how completely they had all been outwitted and outdone by
both horse and master.
Much of our happiness is the result of contrast. A slight alleviation,
unexpectedly springing out of a disheartening misfortune, not
unfrequently affords a comparative pleasure more keenly appreciated than
unalloyed blessings arising out of the ordinary circumstances of life.
The pleasure of Miss Haviland was equalled only by her surprise,
when, on entering the house, she found her former fellow-prisoner, the
sprightly and fearless Vine Howard, a transient but favored inmate,
whose presence here now fully explained the enigmatical language of
Bart, on the way, while it soon raised a shrewd suspicion of the cause
of the awkward shyness he had exhibited in making his partial and
roundabout revelations. Their mutual salutations, inquiries, and
explanations, had scarcely been exchanged, before they were called to
the window by an outcry and commotion among the tories without; when
they had the unspeakable satisfaction of witnessing the escape of Bart,
for whose situation and fate they had both, from different causes, felt
the deepest commiseration and the most gloomy apprehensions.
“Now,” said the animated Vine, as she turned exultingly away from the
gratifying scene that had opened by the escape of Bart, and closed by
that of his pony--“now, Sabrey, if they will let you remain here till
dark, I will see what _I_ can do towards effecting _your_ escape, which,
to be candid about it, I mainly came here to favor. But whether you
escape, remain, or are dragged back to the British camp, I will not this
time be separated from you.”
The proffered assistance of the spirited girl, however, at least so
far as related to the contemplated attempt to escape by night, was not
destined to be called in requisition. In a short time, a messenger
was seen to arrive; upon which the whole party of tories commenced
preparations for an immediate departure. Presently a closely covered
vehicle, drawn by one horse, appeared coming from the main road, and
approaching the door. The next moment, the officer, whom we have already
noted, entered the house, and told Miss Haviland she was required to
depart.
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