We are all here!
Father, mother, Sister, brother, All who hold each other dear.
Each chair is fill"d--we"re all _at home_; To-night let no cold stranger come: It is not often thus around Our old familiar hearth we"re found: Bless, then, the meeting and the spot; For once be every care forgot; Let gentle Peace a.s.sert her power, And kind Affection rule the hour; We"re all--all here.
Sprague.
Although most of the people retired to their dwellings, or their labours, as soon as the captain dismissed them, a few remained to receive his farther orders. Among these last were Joel, the carpenter, and the blacksmith. These men now joined the chief of the settlement and his son, who had lingered near the gateway, in conversation concerning the alterations that the present state of things might render necessary, in and about the Hut.
"Joel," observed the captain, when the three men were near enough to hear his orders, "this great change in the times will render some changes in our means of defence prudent, if not necessary."
"Does the captain s"pose the people of the colony will attack _us_?"
asked the wily overseer, with emphasis.
"Perhaps not the people of the colony, Mr. Strides, for we have not _yet_ declared ourselves their enemies; but there are other foes, who are more to be apprehended than the people of the colony."
"I should think the king"s troops not likely to trouble themselves to ventur" here--the road might prove easier to come than to return.
Besides, our plunder would scarce pay for such a march."
"Perhaps not--but there never has yet been a war in these colonies that some of the savage tribes were not engaged in it, before the whites had fairly got themselves into line."
"Do you really think, sir, there can be much serious danger of _that_!" exclaimed the major, in surprise.
"Beyond a question, my son. The scalping-knife will be at work in six months, if it be not busy already, should one-half of your reports and rumours turn out to be true. Such is American history."
"I rather think, sir, your apprehensions for my mother and sisters may mislead you. I do not believe the American authorities will ever allow themselves to be driven into a measure so perfectly horrible and unjustifiable; and were the English ministry sufficiently cruel, or unprincipled, to adopt the policy, the honest indignation of so humane a people would be certain to drive them from power."
As the major ceased speaking, he turned and caught the expression of Joel"s countenance, and was struck with the look of intense interest with which the overseer watched his own warm and sincere manner.
"Humanity is a very pretty stalking-horse for political orations, Bob,"
quietly returned the father; "but it will scarcely count for much with an old campaigner. G.o.d send you may come out of this war with the same ingenuous and natural feelings as you go into it."
"The major will scarce dread the savages, should he be on the side of his nat"ral friends!" remarked Joel; "and if what he says about the humanity of the king"s advisers be true, he will be safe from _them_."
"The major will be on the side to which duty calls him, Mr. Strides, if it may be agreeable to your views of the matter," answered the young man, with a little more _hauteur_ than the occasion required.
The father felt uneasy, and he regretted that his son had been so indiscreet; though he saw no remedy but by drawing the attention of the men to the matter before them.
"Neither the real wishes of the people of America, nor of the people of England, will avail much, in carrying on this war," he said. "Its conduct will fall into the hands of those who will look more to the ends than to the means; and success will be found a sufficient apology for any wrong. This has been the history of all the wars of my time, and it is likely to prove the history of this. I fear it will make little difference to us on which side we may be in feeling; there will be savages to guard against in either case. This gate must be hung, one of the first things, Joel; and I have serious thoughts of placing palisades around the Knoll. The Hut, well palisaded, would make a work that could not be easily carried, without artillery."
Joel seemed struck with the idea, though it did not appear that it was favourably. He stood studying the house and the ma.s.sive gates for a minute or two, ere he delivered his sentiments on the subject. When he did speak, it was a good deal more in doubt, than in approbation.
"It"s all very true, captain," he said; the house would _seem_ to be a good deal more safe like, if the gates were up; but, a body don"t know; sometimes gates be a security, and sometimes they isn"t. It all depends on which side the danger comes. Still, as these are _made_, and finished all to hanging, it"s "most a pity, too, they shouldn"t be used, if a body could find _time_."
"The time _must_ be found, and the gates be hung," interrupted the captain, too much accustomed to Joel"s doubting, "sort-o"-concluding manner, to be always patient under the infliction. "Not only the gates, but the palisades must be got out, holes dug, and the circ.u.mvallation completed."
"It must be as the captain says, of course, he being master here. But time"s precious in May. There"s half our plantin" to be done yet, and some of the ground hasn"t got the last ploughin". Harvest won"t come without seed-time; for no man, let him be great, or let him be small-- and it does seem to me a sort o" wastin" of the Lord"s blessin"s, to be hangin" gates, and diggin" holes for that--the thing the captain mentioned--when there"s no visible danger in sight to recommend the measure to prudence, as it might be."
"That may be your opinion, Mr. Strides, but it is not mine. I intend to guard against a visible danger that is _out_ of sight, and I will thank you to have these gates hung, this very day."
"This very day!--The captain"s a mind to be musical about the matter!
Every hand in the settlement couldn"t get them gates in their places in less than a week."
"It appears to me, Strides, you are "playing on the music," as you call it, yourself, now?"
"No, indeed, captain; them gates will have to be hung on the mechanic principle; and it will take at least two or three days for the carpenter and blacksmith to get up the works that"s to do it. Then the hanging, itself, I should think would stand us in hand a day for each side. As for the circ.u.mvalley, what between the cuttin", and haulin", and diggin", and settin", that would occupy all hands until after first hoein". That is, hoein" would come afore the plantin"."
"It does not appear to me, Bob, such a heavy job as Joel represents!
The gates are heavy, certainly, and may take us a day or two; but, as for stockading--I"ve seen barracks stockaded in, in a week, if I remember right. You know something of this--what is your opinion?"
"That this house can be stockaded in, in the time you mention; and, as I have a strong reluctance to leave the family before it is in security, with your permission I will remain and superintend the work."
The offer was gladly accepted, on more accounts than one; and the captain, accustomed to be obeyed when he was in earnest, issued his orders forthwith, to let the work proceed. Joel, however, was excused, in order that he might finish the planting he had commenced, and which a very few hands could complete within the required time. As no ditch was necessary, the work was of a very simple nature, and the major set about his portion of it without even re-entering the house.
The first thing was to draw a line for a trench some six or seven feet deep, that was to encircle the whole building, at a distance of about thirty yards from the house. This line ran, on each side of the Hut, on the very verge of the declivities, rendering the flanks far more secure than the front, where it crossed the lawn on a gently inclining surface. In one hour the major had traced this lines with accuracy; and he had six or eight men at work with spades, digging the trench. A gang of hands was sent into the woods, with orders to cut the requisite quantify of young chestnuts; and, by noon, a load of the material actually appeared on the ground. Still, nothing was done to the gates.
To own the truth, the captain was now delighted. The scene reminded him of some in his military life, and he bustled about, giving his orders, with a good deal of the fire of youth renewed, taking care, however, in no manner to interfere with the plans of his son. Mike buried himself like a mole, and had actually advanced several feet, before either of the Yankees had got even a fair footing on the bottom of his part of the trench. As for Jamie Allen, he went to work with deliberation; but it was not long before his naked gray hairs were seen on a level with the surface of the ground. The digging was not hard, though a little stony, and the work proceeded with spirit and success. All that day, and the next, and the next, and the next, the Knoll appeared alive, earth being cast upward, teams moving, carpenters sawing, and labourers toiling. Many of the men protested that their work was useless, unnecessary, _unlawful_ even; but no one dared hesitate under the eyes of the major, when his father had once issued a serious command.
In the mean time, Joel"s planting was finished, though he made many long pauses while at work on the flats, to look up and gaze at the scene of activity and bustle that was presented at the Knoll. On the fourth day, towards evening, he was obliged to join the general "bee,"
with the few hands he had retained with himself.
By this time, the trench was dug, most of the timber was prepared, and the business of setting up the stockade was commenced. Each young tree was cut to the length of twenty feet, and pointed at one end. Mortices, to receive cross-pieces, were cut at proper distances, and holes were bored to admit the pins. This was all the preparation, and the timbers were set in the trench, pointed ends uppermost. When a sufficient number were thus arranged, a few inches from each other, the cross- pieces were pinned on, bringing the whole into a single connected frame, or bent. The bent was then raised to a perpendicular, and secured, by pounding the earth around the lower ends of the timbers.
The latter process required care and judgment, and it was entrusted to the especial supervision of the deliberate Jamie, the major having discovered that the Yankees, in general, were too impatient to get on, and to make a show. Serjeant Joyce was particularly useful in dressing the rows of timber, and in giving the whole arrangement a military air.
"_Guid_ wark is far better than _quick_ wark," observed the cool-headed Scotchman, as he moved about among the men, "and it"s no the fuss and bustle of acteevity that is to give the captain pleasure.
The thing that is well done, is done with the least noise and confusion. Set the stockades mair pairpendic"lar, my men."
"Ay--dress them, too, my lads"--added the venerable ex-serjeant.
"This is queer plantin", Jamie," put in Joel, "and queerer grain will come of it. Do you think these young chestnuts will ever grow, ag"in, that you put them out in rows, like so much corn?"
"Now it"s no for the growth we does it, Joel, but to presairve the human growth we have. To keep the savage bairbers o" the wilderness fra" clippin" our polls before the shearin" time o" natur" has gathered us a" in for the hairvest of etairnity. They that no like the safety we"re makin" for them, can gang their way to "ither places, where they "11 find no forts, or stockades to trouble their een."
"I"m not critical at all, Jamie, though to my notion a much better use for your timber plantation would be to turn it into sheds for cattle, in the winter months. I can see some good in _that_, but none in _this_."
"Bad luck to ye, then, Misther Sthroddle," cried Mike, from the bottom of the trench, where he was using a pounding instrument with the zeal of a paviour--"Bad luck to the likes of ye, say I, Misther Strides. If ye"ve no relish for a fortification, in a time of war, ye"ve only to shoulther yer knapsack, and go out into the open counthry, where ye"ll have all to yer own satisfaction. Is it forthify the house, will we?
That we will, and not a hair of the missuss"s head, nor of the young ladies" heads, nor of the masther"s head, though he"s mighty bald as it is, but not a hair of _all_ their heads shall be harmed, while Jamie, and Mike, and the bould ould serjeant, here, can have their way.
I wish I had the trench full of yer savages, and a gineral funeral we"d make of the vagabonds! Och! They"re the divil"s imps, I hear from all sides, and no love do I owe them."
"And yet you"re the bosom friend of Nick, who"s anything but what I call a specimen of his people."
"Is it Nick ye "re afther? Well, Nick"s half-civilized accorthin" to yer Yankee manners, and he"s no spicimen, at all. Let him hear you call him by sich a name, if ye want throuble."
Joel walked away, muttering, leaving the labourers in doubt whether he relished least the work he was now obliged to unite in furthering, or Mike"s. .h.i.t at his own peculiar people. Still the work proceeded, and in one week from the day it was commenced, the stockade was complete, its gate excepted. The entrance through the palisades was directly in front of that to the house, and both pa.s.sages still remained open, one set of gates not being completed, and the other not yet being hung.
It was on a Sat.u.r.day evening when the last palisade was placed firmly in the ground, and all the signs of the recent labour were removed, in order to restore as much of the former beauty of the Knoll as possible.
It had been a busy week; so much so, indeed, as to prevent the major from holding any of that confidential intercourse with his mother and sisters, in which it had been his habit to indulge in former visits.
The fatigues of the days sent everybody to their pillows early; and the s.n.a.t.c.hes of discourse which pa.s.sed, had been affectionate and pleasant, rather than communicative. Now that the princ.i.p.al job was so near being finished, however, and the rubbish was cleared away, the captain summoned the family to the lawn again, to enjoy a delicious evening near the close of the winning month of May. The season was early, and the weather more bland, than was usual, even in that sheltered and genial valley. For the first time that year, Mrs. Willoughby consented to order the tea-equipage to be carried to a permanent table that had been placed under the shade of a fine elm, in readiness for any _fete champetre_ of this simple character.
"Come, Wilhelmina, give us a cup of your fragrant hyson, of which we have luckily abundance, tax or no tax. I should lose _caste_, were it known how much American treason we have gulped down, in this way; but, a little tea, up here in the forest, can do no man"s conscience any great violence, in the long run. I suppose, major Willoughby, His Majesty"s forces do not disdain tea, in these stirring times."
"Far from it, sir; we deem it so loyal to drink it, that it is said the port and sherry of the different messes, at Boston, are getting to be much neglected. I am an admirer of tea, for itself, however, caring little about its collateral qualities. Farrel"--turning to his man, who was aiding Pliny the elder, in arranging the table--"when you are through here, bring out the basket you will find on the toilet, in my room."