Pulp Fiction, 1860 · page 74 of 108
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4 76 CEDAR SWAMP; OR, WILD NAT’S BRIGADE. CHAPTER XII. ” IN PERILOUS CIRCUMSTANCES. Youna Simon Hunt by this time, it must be admitted, ought to have some knowledge of the roads leading from the out- skirts of Charleston to Cedar Swamp and its environs, inas- much as he had twice already traversed them for the sake of his country’s welfare; and old Simon, remembering the adage that, “The pitcher may go to the well once too often,” had some misgivings as to the result. As he had no other mes- senger in whom he could place implicit confidence, he finally concluded again to send his tried boy—a son worthy of his prave sire. It was by no means a safe business, this carrying messages from Charleston to a band of rebels; and once caught at it, there was little doubt in the mind of Hunt but that the boy, young as he was, would be speedily strung up as a warning to’ all who, in the future, might feel inclined to attempt to become post-riders with news for an enemy. Young Simon Hunt threw the saddle upon the back of the good roan, and haying partaken of a substantial breakfast, was ready to start full an hour before sunrise. Twice on his journey was he intercepted by those whom he had reason to dread. Once, when but a few miles from Charleston, by a troop of British soldiers; once again, when nearer his goal, by three tories, who stopped him to. endeavor to obtain some information as to what was going on in the city. Each time, by his boyish assurance, he was enabled to to slip through their fingers; and, safe in body and limb, he reaéhed the outposts of Nathaniel Ernshaw’s fortified camp. It was with no pleasurable emotion that the patriot cap- tain saw the messenger arrive ; and even beforg the tale was told, he guessed what had brought the boy from the city. When he found that ‘his fears were all verified, he “was not long in determining how to assist Vale in the perilous strait in in which he was placed. comicbooks.com