The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Kent (England) -- Fiction; Smugglers -- Fiction
Mowle turned his eyes in the direction of an opposite hill, about
three-quarters of a mile distant from the spot where he himself stood,
and there, coming up at a rapid pace, appeared an officer in a plain
grey cloak, with two or three others in full regimentals, round him,
while a larger body of cavalry than any he had yet seen, met his eyes,
following their commander about fifty yards behind, and gradually
crowning the summit of the rise, where they halted. The smugglers
could not be at more than half a mile's distance from this party, and
the moment that it appeared, the troops from the side of High Halden
and from Cuckoo Point began to advance at a quick trot, while Captain
Irby descended into the lower ground more slowly, watching, with a
small glass that he carried in his hand, the motions of all the other
bodies, when the view was not cut off by the hedge-rows and copses, as
his position altered. Mowle kept his eyes upon the body of smugglers,
and upon the dragoons on the opposite hill, and he soon perceived a
trooper ride down from the latter group to the former, as if bearing
them some message.
The next instant, there was a flash or two, as if the smugglers had
fired upon the soldier sent to them; and then, retreating slowly
towards a large white house, with some gardens and shrubberies and
various outbuildings around it, they manifested a design of occupying
the grounds with the intention of there resisting the attack of the
cavalry. A trooper instantly galloped down, at full speed, towards
Captain Irby, making him a sign with his hand as he came near; and the
troop with whom Mowle had advanced instantly received the command to
charge, while the other, from the hill, came dashing down with
headlong speed towards the confused multitude below.
The smugglers were too late in their man[oe]uvre. Embarrassed with a
large quantity of goods and a number of men on foot; they had not time
to reach the shelter of the garden walls, before the party of dragoons
from the hill was amongst them. But still they resisted with fierce
determination, formed with some degree of order, gave the troopers a
sharp discharge of firearms as they came near, and fought hand to hand
with them, even after being broken by their charge.
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