Rodney"s visits to Charlottesville were brief and it seemed that his absence worried his mother. The latter part of October he was sent to Norfolk, where Dunmore proposed to establish his headquarters. As it happened, he fell in with the troops which Colonel Woodford had been ordered to lead to the relief of the village of Hampton, and was present at the attack on the place and took part in the defence.
In this encounter the marksmanship of the Virginians decided the matter, for, when the ships approached the town and commenced to bombard it, the riflemen picked off the gunners and drove them from their cannon and then, when they tried to work their sails so as to escape, the Virginians shot them out of the rigging. Although the town was damaged by the bombardment, the defenders escaped serious injury, though the sensations of being under fire afforded many of the defenders their first taste of war.
On leaving Lawrence Enderwood, the previous summer, Rodney had promised to pay him a visit at the first opportunity. Indeed, mutual liking had resulted from their journey from Philadelphia. Here was the opportunity, and young Allison accepted it.
He found Lawrence at home, managing the plantation in the absence of his father in England. It was a delightful old place, having been in the Enderwood family for four generations. The house reminded him of "The Hall" and, being a privileged guest, he enjoyed all the luxuries which the old Virginia plantation could afford. He rode after the hounds, Nat acquitting himself so well that Lawrence offered a round sum for him.
"I"d sell my shirt from my back before I would that horse," Rodney replied.
There was good shooting, and Allison excelled his host. His training with the Indians stood him in good stead. He made a bow and arrows for Lawrence"s younger brother, such as Ahneota, himself, would have approved, and when it came time for him to depart he was sorry to leave.
"There"ll be ructions over Norfolk way and I"m going to ride over with you," said Lawrence, the morning Rodney was making preparations for leaving.
"That"s good news and makes it less hard for me to go away."
They set out about eight in the morning. The sunshine was brilliant and the air cool and invigorating. Here and there in the landscape were faint bits of green untouched by the frost. As they rode along they learned that the people were almost in a panic, fearing Dunmore"s marauders, who had been pillaging and burning in the county below.
"That man is only arousing the people and accomplishing no good," said Lawrence. "He declares he will rule the colony and at the same time induces the negroes to revolt. That very act drives every Virginian, not under British protection, into the ranks of the so-called rebels.
They realize that, while the negroes won"t do any effective fighting, they may, in a fury of resentment, cause great damage and imperil the lives of hundreds of families."
"I think the poor governors England has sent over here have had much to do with the colonies" rebelling. Hark! I hear horses at the gallop."
As he spoke, nearly a dozen mounted men, several of them in British uniforms, came around the corner about sixty rods behind them.
"Dunmore"s marauders!" exclaimed Lawrence. "Let"s get out of here."
Their horses had both speed and "bottom" and besides were fresh, so that the chances were in favour of the young Virginians. The troopers behind spurred after them, however, and evidently were determined on their capture.
As Lawrence and Rodney approached a plantation near the road, they saw flames leap up from the hay ricks, and the next instant two mounted men rode out on the main highway.
"Those are Britishers, sent ahead," exclaimed Lawrence.
"There"s nothing for us but to go ahead," said Rodney, pa.s.sing one of his two pistols over to Lawrence.
"I"m with you to the finish," replied the latter, his face very grim and determined.
"Halt!" cried one of the marauders, who waved a sword as if to enforce his authority.
"Get out of the way. We are on our own business!" cried Rodney.
The second marauder lifted his pistol, but Rodney antic.i.p.ated him with a quick shot which brought the man"s arm down, while the pistol clattered to the road.
"That"s a lucky shot," thought the boy.
His companion was not so lucky; he had fired and missed his opponent, who rode forward with drawn sword evidently resolved on cutting him down.
Rodney seized his pistol by the barrel and hurled it straight for the trooper"s head and hit the mark squarely, the man pitching out of his saddle like a log! Not in vain had been those hours the boy had spent with Conrad learning to throw the tomahawk.
"I"ll buy you the finest pistols in Norfolk if we ever get there,"
said Lawrence, thus expressing the grat.i.tude he felt.
Having distanced their pursuers, the remainder of their journey was without incident; but from report of conditions in Norfolk, where Dunmore had seized Mr. Holt"s printing press and was enforcing martial law so far as he could, they decided it was not a safe place for them to visit and turned aside to join the volunteers they heard were approaching under command of Colonel Woodford, who had done such good service at Hampton.
Dunmore also had heard of the approach of the Culpeper men, and resolved to keep them at a distance from Norfolk.
Knowing that they would have to cross what was known as Great Bridge, about nine miles from Norfolk, he forwarded troops under Captains Fordyce and Leslie to check the Virginians at the bridge.
The British had thrown up earthworks at the Norfolk end of the bridge when the Americans arrived. The latter built an entrenchment at their end of the bridge. Lieutenant Travis with nearly one hundred men occupied this, while Woodford, with the remainder of the Virginian forces, was stationed at a church about four hundred yards distant, when the British came across the bridge to make an attack. The British fired as they approached, while their two field pieces in the rear kept up a cannonade.
Travis ordered his men to withhold their fire until the enemy should almost reach the entrenchments. Captain Fordyce took this to mean that the Americans had deserted the breastworks and waved his hat in antic.i.p.ation of victory. Then the Americans, who had been lying down, rose and poured a deadly fire into the ranks of the enemy, and Fordyce was among the first to fall.
Captain Leslie now came to the support of Fordyce"s men, and Colonel Woodford led his men forward to support Travis, while Colonel Stevens led a body of men, with whom were Enderwood and Allison, to attack the British on the flank.
For a few minutes the skirmish was hot. The British fought doggedly, as many believed what Dunmore had told them, that if captured the Virginians would scalp them. Rodney received a light flesh wound, but most of the Americans escaped uninjured, while several of the enemy were killed.
All this seems very tame in the telling, but to those who took part in the engagement it was most exciting and the Americans were jubilant, for they had met the British troops and driven them!
For several days reinforcements poured in from the different parts of Virginia, and five days later Colonel Woodford marched his men to Norfolk.
Lord Dunmore decided he could not oppose him, so withdrew aboard his ships.
"Here are the pistols," said Lawrence the next day, presenting Rodney with a handsome pair with silver mounted handles.
"Thank you; they are beauties. I hope you bought a brace of them for yourself as well. You are likely to need them."
The following day both left for their homes, parting the best of friends and planning to meet again.
As for Dunmore, his career in America was drawing to a close, though he was able to do more mischief.
Provisions getting scarce, and the riflemen in the city annoying the British, he sent word that unless this firing was stopped and provisions furnished he would burn the town. His threat was defied and, on another ship joining Dunmore, he sent a force ash.o.r.e to start a conflagration. In this way much of the thriving town of nearly six thousand inhabitants was burned; what buildings escaped were burned later by the Americans to prevent their occupation by the British.
Later, Dunmore left and established barracks on Gwyn"s Island in Chesapeake Bay, whence he was driven the following July by that grim old fighter, General Andrew Lewis, who had wanted to fight him out on the Pickaway Plains, during the Indian war.
When Rodney reached Charlottesville he found his mother sick with fever. Without hesitation he gave up his employment and remained to care for her. For many months she was almost helpless.
The change from the excitement of his previous occupation to the monotony of home--Angus had joined the army--sorely tried Rodney"s patience.
The previous summer Morgan had marched his riflemen to Boston and soon it was reported that, under Benedict Arnold, he had gone by way of the Kennebec River, to attack Quebec. Since then nothing had been learned of him and his gallant men.
General Washington was trying to make an army out of the mob of patriots he found awaiting him outside Boston, but as yet it did not appear that any headway was being made toward dislodging the British from the town.
Spring came and with it report of the evacuation of Boston; then news of the defeat of the Americans in Canada. Morgan had been captured and was a prisoner within the walls of Quebec. Later, tidings came of Washington"s march on New York.
May 6, 1776, one hundred and thirty of the representative men of the Old Dominion, in convention a.s.sembled, declared that the king and Parliament had disregarded the const.i.tution of the colony, which accordingly was free to exercise such independence as it might be able to maintain. Nine days later they instructed the colony"s delegates in the Continental Congress to vote for independence, and the flag of England fluttered down from the capitol building. By doing these things every one of them exposed his neck to the British halter; but they were virile men, who had arrived at the parting of the ways.
A few weeks later the Declaration of Independence, written by Thomas Jefferson, was proclaimed throughout the land amid great rejoicing.
Then the country settled down to its grim task. What a task it was!
Many times it seemed that the poor, thinly populated land might endure no longer. England was a very powerful foe, feared throughout the world. Not all Americans were patriots. Some were Tories on principle, others for gain. Very many were selfish and not a few corrupt; but enough so loved their country and independence as to endure and struggle unto the glorious end.