United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
In the meantime Harry had learned taht the new comers were cousins
of Fortner's, who, being out on a private scouting expedition, had
been encountered by Aunt Debby and the others, near the summit of
the mountain, and had started back with them to the assistance of
Fortner. The sound of firing had so excited them that the suggestion
of a charge by Kent Edwards was eagerly acceded to.
“It must be near three o'clock,” said Kent, looking up at the
stars, as he came back stealthily from laying the saddle blanket,
which was the only covering he and Abe had, upon the sleeping form
of Aunt Debby, “and my downy couch still waits for me. My life-long
habits of staid respectability have been greatly shaken recently.”
Abe groaned derisively.
An inspection, the next morning of the wagon's load, showed it to
be mainly made up of hams, shoulders and sides, plundered from the
smokehouses visited. With these were a number of guns, including
several fine rifles, and all the ammunition that could be found
along the route.
A breakfast was made of slices of ham broiled on the ends of
sticks, and then a consultation was held as to the plans for the
day's operations.
The result of this was a decision that Aunt Debby and one of the
newcomers should go back and inform the neighborhood of what had
taken place, gather a party to remove the dead from the creek and
bury them, to keep the water from being poisoned, and recover what
property might be found with the first wagon. Kent Edwards, Abe
Bolton, and two of the new comers would scout down toward London,
to ascertain the truth of the rumor that Zollicoffer had evacuated
the place, and retired to Laurel Bridge, nine miles south of it.
Fortner and Harry Glen would take the wagon to Wildcat Gap, report
what had been done, and explain to their commander the absence of
the enlisted men.
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“Shade of King Solomon,” said Kent to Abe, after their party had
ridden for two or three hours through the mountains toward London.
“I wonder if there is any other kind of worldly knowledge that
I know as little about as I did of scouting when we started out?
My eyes have been opened to my own ignorance. I used to have the
conceit that we two could play a fair hand at any game of war they
could get up for our entertainment. But these Kentuckians give
me points every hundred yards that I never so much as dreamed of.
Theirs is the wisdom of serpents when compared with our dove-like
innocence.”
“I like dove-like innocence,” interrupted Abe.
“But did you ever see anybody that could go through the country
as these fellows can? It's just marvelous. They know every short
cut to every point, and they know just where to go every time to
see way ahead without being seen themselves. It would puzzle the
sharpest Rebel bushwhacker to get the drop on them.”
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