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
The snow along the bottom of every valley was marked by a
long, dark streak, indicating the presence of the fast-collecting waters
beneath. The stifled sounds of rushing streams were heard issuing from
the hidden beds of every natural rill; while the larger brooks were
beginning to burst through their wintry coverings, and throw up and push
on before them the rending ice and snow that obstructed their courses to
the rivers below, to which they were hurrying with increasing speed, and
with seemingly growing impatience at every obstacle they met in their
way. The road had also become so soft, that the horses sunk nearly to
the flank at almost every step, and the plunging sleigh drove heavily
along the plashy path. The whole mass of the now saturated and
dissolving snow, indeed, though lying, that morning, more than three
feet deep on a level, seemed to quiver and move, as if on the point of
flowing away in a body to the nearest channels.
The company we have introduced consisted of four gentlemen and two
ladies, all belonging, very evidently, to the most wealthy, and, up to
that time, the most honored and influential class of society. But though
all seemed to be of the same caste, yet their natural characters, as any
physiognomist, at a glance, would have discovered, were, for so small a
party, unusually diversified. Of the two men occupying the front seat,
both under the age of thirty, the one sitting on the right and acting
as driver was tall, showily dressed, and of a haughty, aristocratic air;
while his sharp features, which set out in the shape of a half-moon,
the convex outline being preserved by a retreating forehead, an aquiline
nose, and a chin sloping inward, combined to give him a cold, repulsive
countenance, fraught with expressions denoting selfishness and
insincerity. The other occupant of the same seat was, on the contrary,
a young man of an unassuming demeanor, shapely features, and a mild,
pleasing countenance. The remaining two gentlemen of the party were much
older, but scarcely less dissimilar in their appearance than the two
just described. One of them was a gaunt, harsh-featured man, of the
middle ago, with an air of corresponding arrogance and assumption. The
other, who was still more elderly, was a thick-set and rather portly
personage, of that quiet, reserved, and somewhat haughty demeanor,
which usually belongs to men of much self-esteem, and of an unyielding,
opinionated disposition. The ladies were both young, and in the full
bloom of maidenly beauty. But their native characters, like those of
their male companions, seemed to be very strongly contrasted. The one
seated on the left was fair, extremely fair, indeed; and her golden
locks, clustering in rich profusion around her snowy neck and temples,
gave peculiar effect to the picture-like beauty of her face. But her
beauty consisted of pretty features, and her countenance spoke rather
of the affections than of the mind, being of that tender, pleading cast,
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