Historical fiction; King Philip's War, 1675-1676 -- Fiction; War stories
"I felt it a duty, as one who has gained experience in arms by some
practice in the wars of Europe," he said, "to tarry in thy dwelling while
danger threatened from the lurking savage. It would ill become soldiers to
speak of their intentions; but had the alarm in truth sounded, thou wilt
give faith, when I say that the block-house would not have been lightly
yielded! I shall make report to them that sent me, that in Captain Mark
Heathcote, Charles hath a loyal subject, and the Constitution a firm
supporter. The rumors, of a seemingly mistaken description, which have led
us hither, shall be contradicted; and doubtless it will be found, that
some accident hath given rise to the deception. Should there be occasion
to dwell on the particulars of the late alarm, I trust the readiness of my
followers to do good service to one of the King's subjects will not be
overlooked."
"It is the striving of an humble spirit to speak nought evil of its
fellows, and to conceal no good," returned the reserved Puritan. "If thou
hast found thy abode in my dwelling to thy liking, thou art welcome; and
if duty or pleasure calleth thee to quit it, peace go with thee. It will
be useful to unite with us in asking that thy passage through the
wilderness may be unharmed; that he who watcheth over the meanest of his
creatures should take thee in his especial keeping, and that the savage
heathen----"
"Dost think the savage out of his villages?" demanded the messenger, with
an indecorous rapidity, that cut short the enumeration of the particular
blessings and dangers that his host thought it meet to include in the
leave-taking prayer.
"Thou surely hast not tarried with us to aid in the defence, and yet
feel it doubtful that thy services might be useful!" observed Mark
Heathcote, drily.
"I would the Prince of Darkness had thee and all the other diabolicals of
these woods in his own good gripe!" muttered the messenger between his
teeth; and then, as if guided by a spirit that could not long be quelled,
he assumed something more of his unbridled and natural air, boldly
declining to join in the prayer on the plea of haste, and the necessity of
his looking in person to the movements of his followers. "But this need
not prevent thee, worthy Captain, from pouring out an asking in our
behalf, while we are in the saddle," he concluded, "for ourselves, there
remaineth much of thy previously-bestowed pious aliment to be digested;
though we doubt not, that should thy voice be raised in our behalf, while
journeying along the first few leagues of the forest, the tread of the
hacks would not be heavier, and, it is certainty, that we ourselves should
be none the worse for the favor."
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