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
But the next day was to be marked by the battle of the elements, rather
than of men. The morning was ushered in by a storm of unusual violence.
And as the day advanced, so seemed to increase the power of the tempest.
The black, flying clouds, deeply enshrouding the mountain tops, and
dragging the summits of the low, woody hills around, closer and closer
begirt the darkened earth. Heavier and heavier dashed the deluging
torrents against the smitten herbage of the field, and the trembling
habitations of men; and louder and louder roared the wind, as it went
howling and raging over the vexed wilderness, as if in mockery of
the intended conflict of the feeble creatures of earth, who now stood
shrinking and shivering in its rain-freighted blasts.
Miss Haviland and her friend, in the mean time, closely kept their
little chamber; and as little enviable as were their sensations under
the terrors which the tempest, as it roared around the rocked dwelling,
naturally inspired, it was soon with feelings of thankfulness that they
found themselves permitted to remain even there unmolested; for their
ears were continually shocked, and their liveliest apprehensions often
excited, by the profane vociferations, the noisy ribaldry, and lawless
conduct of the tories, who, driven from their drenched tents, which
afforded them but a feeble protection against the fury of the storm,
had crowded into the lower rooms of the house, where, half stifled, and
jostled for want of space, they filled up the stairway, and repeatedly
attempted to force open the fastened door of the trembling inmates
of the apartment above. But the latter were at length permitted
to experience a temporary relief from this source of annoyance and
apprehension. Towards night the tempest lulled, and the rain abated,
when the tories left the house, and joined in the universal rejoicing of
the troops of the encampment, that the discomforts and sufferings of the
storm were over. It soon became manifest, however, that they had been
relieved of one evil only to be disturbed by another. In a short time,
the American scouting parties began to show themselves on the border of
the field in various directions around the encampment. Presently, the
sharp crack of the rifle, followed by the whistling of bullets, and the
fall of one of their number, in the midst of the startled camp, apprised
them of the danger of remaining longer inactive. And Baum, astonished at
the temerity of his foes, and scarcely less so at their evident ability
to do execution with small arms at such a distance, instantly issued
orders to fit out parties of tories and Indians, to go and dislodge
them. At this juncture, the girls received a visit from their friendly
hostess, who, with a troubled look, entered their room, and, after
telling them that she and her sister had been, like themselves, little
else than prisoners in the other chamber, proceeded to inform them that
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