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
“Ay,” responded the former, with a dubious shake of the head--“ay, but
that is the very circumstance that puzzles me. Had a portion of the
assembly been made up of our opponents, quietly mingling with the
rest, as I had rather hoped, I should have construed it into a token of
submission; or, had a committee been here to present a petition, or a
remonstrance or two, I should have been prepared for that, and could
have managed, by a little encouragement, and a good deal of delay, to
give every troublesome thing the go-by, till the storm had blown over.
But this entire absence of the disaffected looks a little suspicious,
don't it?”
“Why, no,” answered the stiff and stolid Sabin; “I can see nothing
suspicious about it. Indeed, it goes to show me that the rebellion is
crushed; for, as I presume, the honest but well-meaning part of the
rebels are ashamed, and their leaders afraid to show their faces here
to-day, after last night's lesson.”
“I hope it may be as you suppose; but I have my doubts in the matter,”
returned Chandler, with another dissenting shake of the head, as he
turned away to renew his observations on the company before him.
On resuming his scrutiny, the uneasy judge soon perceived that the
assembly, during his conversation with his colleague, had received an
accession of several individuals, whom he recognized as belonging to
the party whose absence had awakened his suspicions. But the presence of
these persons, after he had carefully noted their appearance, instead
of tending to allay only went to confirm, his apprehensions; for, as
he closely scanned the bearing and countenance of each, and marked the
assured and determined look and covert smile which spoke of anticipated
triumph, attended with an occasional expectant glance through the
windows, he there read, with the instinctive sagacity sometimes seen in
men of his cast of character, enough to convince him, with what he
had previously observed, that a movement of a dangerous magnitude was
somewhere in progress, and soon to be developed against the court party.
And he instantly resolved to lose no time before trimming his sails and
preparing to meet the coming storm. And the next moment, to the surprise
of his colleague and the officers of the court, he was on his feet,
requesting silence that he might address the assembly. He then proceeded
to remark on the unfortunate occurrences of the previous night, with
a show of much feeling and regret, and concluded by expressing his
disapprobation of the course taken in the affair by the sheriff and his
abettors, in a manner that would have given the highest offence to all
implicated, had they not believed that the speech was secretly designed
only as a game on their opponents, whom he might think it expedient to
quiet and delude a little longer. They, therefore, winked knowingly to
each other, and remained silent; while the speaker sat down with the
mental exclamation,--
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