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"By God!" gasped Elerson, "it's the bell at the jail! The enemy are here! Pull foot, sir! Our tiht for the village Gunshots now sounded distinctly frohout the whole country, guns popped at intervals, sole distant report, then a quick succession of shots, like hunters shooting partridges; but we heard as yet no volley-firing

"Tories and scalpers harrying the outlying farms," breathed Elerson "Look sharp, sir! We're close to the village, and it's full o' Tories"

Right ahead of us stood a white house; and, as we crossed the hay-field behind it, a man came to the back door, leveled a musket, and deliberately shot at us Instantly, and before he could spring back, Elerson threw up his rifle and fired, knocking the h the doorway

"The impudent son of a slut!" he"Count one , his restless eyes searched the road-hedge ahead, then, ready once h the fence, and started down the road, which had already beco and dodging about

The first thing I saw clearly was a dead wo across a horse-block Then I saw a constable na down the street, chased closely by two Indians and a soldier wearing a green uniforht him as we fired, and un-stock, spattering everything with the poor wretch's brains

Our impulsive and useless shots had instantly drawn the fire of three red-coated soldiers; and, as the big bullets whistled around us, Elerson grasped arden we ran, not stopping to load, through another barnyard, scattering the chickens into frantic flight, then out along a stony way, our ears ringing with the harsh din of the jail bell

"There's the jail; run for it!" panted Elerson, as we ca behind its palisades on the high ground

I sprang across the road and up the slope, battering at the barricaded palings withfor ad ons up the street!"

"Jack Mount! Jack Mount! Let us in, ye crazy loon!" shouted Elerson

Soate; it creaked and swung just wide enough for a h I shoved Elerson inside and followed, pushing into a e buckskinned figure at a stockade loophole on the left