Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1859-04-22
New Revolutionary Story.
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OR THE
Tory League Of Seven.
A TALE OF SOUTH CAROLINA.
BY DIR. J. II. ROBINSON,
Author of g Nick Whiffles,n Buck Bisan,n
Half f-Wtted Nat :. Marion's Brigade
'' The Pioneers of Kentucky etc.

THE LEAGUE OF THE SEVEN

IttE LEAOI Ot The SEVEN
Seven men, coming from different points,
urging their way with great difficulty
through almost impervious walls interlaced
and opposing shrubbery, met at midnight
beneath the spreading branches of cypress
tree, at a place called Laurel Swamp, in
South Corolina, in the year 177-. They
gathered sticks and leaves and made fire.
The flames, sgringing up from the heap.
| threw red glare upon their faces, which
were scanned and disiigured by the play Of
old passions. They were young men-the
/ Oldest not being over tlirty-fye years of
| age. As they stood in circle around the
fire, they resembled group of vagabond
English gipsies, fresh from the stocks or the
whipping-post. They were armed with sa-
bres, knives, pistols and muskets. Their
faces were smutched with powder, their
boards and hair long and neglected, their
garments torn by conflict and the sharp
teeth of the cypress hedges. The names
Of these men were respectively as follows
Martin Vantassle, Nathaniel Herrick, Phil
lip Langford, Simon Arrowswith, John
Licolson, James Pollard, and Timothy
Becker.
Vantassle, tall, athletic, ill-visaged fell
low, was the leader of these fierce and in
tractable spirits. Unsheathing his heavy
sabre, and planting its point in the ground
between his feet, he addressed his compan-
ions.
"Men," he said, in hard, harsh voice.
that harmonized well with his general
prestige, we've met here tonight TO bind
ourselves together in prepetual fellowship
by solemn oath and mutual agreement.
Every mans hand is agin us--least wise,
in these parts-and ours, in turn, is agin
every man. We've sworn allegiance to his
gracious Majesty, the King of Great Brit
ain and the rightful ruler of these colonies
have touched his money, and will do his
work."
at isn't the king care so much about"
muttered Nat Herrick, "but the utter des-
truction and extarmination of the Wings.
Souh Car'lny is already more'n half con
quered. The rebel causes is rapidly grow
in weaker, and we'll soon sweep em away
like chalf. It'll be strange if Nat Herrick
don't have his share of the plumber.
There was an applaudns murmur around
the grim circle.
- was comm TO that subject" added
Vantassle, impatienlly. Il reckon | know
the merits of the case, and understand the
natur' of your feelin's. my lads. We never
seed the King of England, any of us and
if we should, It's agin reason to s'pose that
he'd speak to as and tell the truth, we
care little about him. I love Martin Van
tassle better nor / do any king in the
world. | fight the Wings because their
side is the weakest, and | hate 'em and
there's prospect of maxim somethin by it.
When we've driven 'em out, which will be
soon, 'cordin' to present appearances. well
be masters of the country ourselves. Well
have houses and lands, and niggers to wait
on u.s."
That's the kind O. talk l like to hear
said jim Pollard.
ats the kind o. talk, too, tiat'll prove
prophetic" replied Vantassle.
at would, if we could keep Marion and
Sampler STILL" in,erposed Langford.
"The Swamp Fox will soon be still
enough, I'll warrant yei Colonel Tarle-
ton is on his track, and he'll trap him afore
he's week older However that's neither
here nor there; let them fight for glory
who will--our motto is Booty and Bea,ty''
ave know who your beauty is" sail ST
mon Arrowsmith with leer; cit is Jessie
Burnside"