CHAPTER X.

A HOT CHASE.

The two lads were well content with the assurance given by Colonel

McDowells, even though each would have been forced to admit, in event

of close questioning, that, while eager to bear a full share of all

the dangers, the prospect of taking part in a pitched battle brought

with it a certain degree of nervous apprehension.

It was known because of what Ephraim Sowers had told, and could have

been well understood even though the Tory lad had not chosen to

purchase safety by revealing the secrets of those whom he claimed as

friends, that Major Ferguson's force was intrenched after such fashion

as was possible, and, in addition, the position was rendered yet

stronger by being on the mountain, up which the "rebels" must climb in

order to make an attack.

Another advantage which the Britishers had, was in point of weapons

and ammunition. They were thoroughly well equipped with the best

quality of arms, with powder and ball in abundance, while the friends

of liberty had but a scanty supply of either.

Despite such facts, however, not a man among those who had sworn to

relieve the colonies from the yoke of the oppressor counted the odds.

The only thought was that at last the Britishers were where a battle

could not be avoided, and the mountain men were determined that the

conflict should result in a victory for the "rebels."

The troop did not begin the march as soon as Colonel McDowells had

proposed, however.

Although the colonists were few in numbers and with scanty outfit,

there was much to be done by way of preparation for the unequal

struggle, and when an hour had elapsed they were yet in camp, but

nearly ready to set out.

During such time Nathan and Evan had nothing to do save watch the

movements of those around them, without being able to take any part in

the work, and although both were in need of repose, it was impossible

to rest at a time when they were laboring under the mental excitement

caused by the knowledge of what was before them.

Now and then one or another of the men would question the lads

regarding their reconnoissance of Major Ferguson's camp, when Ephraim

Sowers was captured, and in the course of such conversations the two

boys soon learned where their prisoner had been taken.

One of the squad which had been charged with conveying the young Tory

beyond reach of those who would have hanged him without loss of time,

returned to camp in order to accompany his comrades on the march which

it was believed would be ended by a battle, and displayed no little

curiosity as to how Ephraim had been captured.

"To hear the young villain talk, one would think a dozen men couldn't

overpower him. He declared that his reluctance to shed the blood of

former playmates saved you lads from death."

"It would seem that he has recovered somewhat from his fears," Nathan

replied with a hearty laugh. "When I last saw him he was playing the

part of coward to perfection."

"He insists that you took advantage of his former friendship, and

while calling for assistance, basely fell upon him when he was giving

the aid you begged for."

To Nathan there was something extremely comical in such a story as

told by Ephraim Sowers, who never displayed the slightest semblance

of courage save when there was no possible chance he could come to any

harm.

Evan's anger was aroused, however, and without delay he not only

explained how they had captured the Tory, but gave additional details

concerning the incident at Captain Dillard's house, when Ephraim

suddenly found the tables turned upon him.

"He could not have attempted to do a more deadly wrong than when he

gave information which he fully believed would result in the death or

capture of Colonel Clark's force at Greene's Springs," Evan said in

conclusion, "and while Nathan and I have given our word that he shall

be held safe from personal harm, I hope careful watch will be kept

upon him. Insignificant though the lad is, he may be able to do us

very much injury."

"Joseph Abbott has been detailed to guard him," the trooper said

thoughtfully, "and perhaps a more steady man should have been

assigned to the work. Abbott means well; but is inclined to be

careless, although it's certain he understands how necessary it is the

Tory be held safely this night."

"Yes, and for many a long day to come," Nathan added gravely. "Until

the Britishers have been driven from the Carolinas, Ephraim must be

held close prisoner, because it is in his power to give them all

needful information as to our probable movements. There can be no

question but that his father aids in the work, and while it is not

generally understood that such is the case, much harm can be done."

The trooper felt confident that Abbott could be relied upon for

twenty-four hours at least, because he would remain at his own home,

and surely there he should be able to make certain the prisoner did

not escape.

Then the conversation turned upon the probable battle, and this was of

such vital interest to the boys that, for the moment, they almost

forgot such a lad as Ephraim Sowers ever had an existence.

It was fated, however, that they were to drop him from their thoughts

for some time to come, and soon there was more reason than ever before

to fear his power of working mischief.

Word had been passed for the horses to be saddled preparatory to

beginning the march toward King's Mountain, and Nathan and Evan were

attending to the steeds which had been provided for them, when a

sudden commotion on the outskirts of the encampment caused every

member of the troop to look about him in alarm.

The sound of voices in loud, angry conversation could be heard; but it

was not possible for the lads to distinguish any words save these:

"He should have been hanged! It was little less than a crime to allow

him to live!"

"Of whom are they speaking?" Evan asked in surprise.

"It can be none other than Ephraim, and yet I had supposed he would be

forgotten, until after the battle."

"The men must have learned more of his doings, for certain it is that

no one has given him a thought during the last half-hour."

A moment later it became evident that whatever had caused this last

outburst against the Tory spy was of considerable importance, for the

cries of anger were redoubled as a full third of the little army

ceased their work of preparation to gather around the officers'

quarters.

"Something has gone wrong!" Nathan exclaimed as the confusion

increased. "When the command has been given for us to saddle, the men

would not spend valuable time crying out against such as Ephraim

Sowers. Can it be possible he has escaped?"

"That is an idle proposition, for Joseph Abbott could not have been so

careless," Evan replied; but there was a sudden tremor of his voice

which told that he was not as confident as the words implied.

The boys no longer gave any heed to their steed; but pressed on toward

the throng which was surging around the officers' quarters, until it

was possible to hear yet more of that which the excited men said.

"Abbott was the last man in the Carolinas who should have been trusted

with such a duty!"

"If we had hanged the villain it would not now be possible for him to

do us so much mischief!"

"Now that the Britishers are certain to be warned of our movements,

there is little hope of taking them by surprise!"

These and similar remarks gave the eager, perturbed boys a fair idea

of what had occurred; but yet Nathan would not credit that which

appeared to be a fact until having more definite assurance that the

young Tory was in a condition to work wrong to the patriots of the

Carolinas.

"What has happened?" he asked of a man who was insisting that the

officers were guilty of a great crime when they prevented the men from

hanging the prisoner.

"Happened?" the man repeated angrily. "That young Tory whose neck

should have been stretched an hour ago, has given Joseph Abbott the

slip, an' is most likely on his way to King's Mountain in order to

inform Major Ferguson of what we would have done this night!"

"Ephraim escaped?" Evan repeated in dismay, and immediately there came

to him the knowledge of all it might be possible for the Tories to

effect.

It was certain that once Major Ferguson had been warned of the

proposed attack, it would be so guarded against that a heavy loss of

life on the part of the Americans must inevitably be the result, and

prudence would dictate that the movement be abandoned.

Insignificant though Ephraim Sowers was, he now had it in his power to

save the king's troops from severe loss, and could, most likely,

thwart the patriots at the very moment when they might strike such a

blow as would free the Carolinas from the invaders.

The escape of the Tory was the most disastrous happening that could

have been brought about by the enemies of the colonies, and the

knowledge that it was possible only by sheer carelessness on the part

of a true friend to the Cause, served to aggravate the offense which

had been committed.

Here and there a man swore to hang Joseph Abbott if he dared to show

himself in this section of the country again, and the more hot-headed

demanded that Colonel Campbell and Colonel McDowells should suffer in

some way because of having interposed to save the prisoner's life

when there were troopers standing by ready to execute him.

During ten minutes or more the tumult was great; all discipline had

been lost sight of, and there seemed every danger much mischief would

be done by those justly angry men who believed themselves thus

prevented from breaking the rule of the king in the Carolinas at the

very moment when it might have been successfully accomplished.

During this time Nathan and Evan had been forcing their way toward

that point where Colonel McDowells and Colonel Campbell were facing

the angry soldiers, believing for the moment that an attack was about

to be made upon them, and then it was Evan's father spoke for the

first time since the lads had come within earshot.

"I am ashamed that men of the Carolinas will thus cry out for the

death of a boy, how ever much injury he may have done, or can yet do

us. We war against the representatives of the king, not with

children."

"It was he who would have compassed our death!" one of Colonel Clark's

men shouted vindictively.

"Very true, and it is right that he be deprived of his liberty; but

more than that would have been a stain upon your honor such as could

never be rubbed out."

"If he had been held prisoner we should have remained silent," another

soldier cried. "Now he is turned lose to carry Major Ferguson such

information as will put to naught all our efforts."

"Is Abbott here to say how the lad escaped?" Colonel Campbell asked.

"His wife came with the news that her husband has gone on the trail of

the viper."

"Then who shall say that such mischief has been done?" Colonel

McDowells cried, his voice taking on a more hopeful ring. "To hear

such bewailing as you men are indulging in, one would say there is no

remedy left us. It is probably true the Tory has escaped; but he

cannot have very much of a start, since no more than three hours are

passed since he was led from this camp. There are twenty-eight miles

between us and King's Mountain. We are ready to set out at once. Will

you admit that such horses as are owned by you may not cover that

distance before a boy can do so on foot? Shame upon you for thus

showing the white feather when there is a possibility of repairing the

mischief!"

Some of the throng stepped back a few paces as if regretting that they

had been so loud spoken; but the greater number remained in front of

the two officers in a defiant and angry attitude.

"Where is Evan McDowells?" the colonel cried, raising his voice that

the question might be heard throughout the encampment, and he had no

sooner spoken than Evan and Nathan forced their way through the crowd

until standing directly before the officer, who added to the

insubordinate men, "My son and Nathan Shelby--the same lads who

captured the Tory--shall go out in search of him. Half a dozen more

will be sent in as many different directions, and instead of standing

here indulging in vain words, we may repair the mischief. This,

however, I demand, and will consider him my personal enemy who

disobeys what is a positive command: When the spy is retaken, see to

it, each and every one, that his life be held sacred! These boys gave

him an assurance, in return for certain information, that he should

not come to harm, and I will never allow such pledge to be broken."

"We shall only be safe when he is dead!" a trooper cried in a surly

tone.

"And you are willing, Angus McLeod, to admit that you are afraid of a

boy!"

"Ay, Colonel McDowells, of such a boy as is that young Tory. While he

lives we know full well all our doings will be carried to the king's

officers."

"How may that be now that we have come to know him for what he is? A

month ago it was different, because you allowed him in and around your

encampment; but to-day, with full knowledge of his character, how can

he do you harm? When he is taken, as I feel certain he must be within

a short time, turn him over to me; I will be personally responsible

that he no longer has the power to work us an injury."

Then turning from the discontented men as if he had done with them,

the colonel said to Evan and Nathan:

"Lads, now has come the time when you may perform such a service for

the Carolinas as, perhaps, is not within the power of any other. I do

not hold that you are more skillful or keen on the trail than your

companions; but there is in my mind the belief that you will succeed

where older searchers may fail. Set out immediately; spare not your

horses, nor yourselves, until Ephraim Sowers is once more your

prisoner."

"But in event of our being so fortunate as to come upon him, sir, we

shall be deprived of taking part in the battle," Evan said mournfully,

and his father replied quickly, but in a whisper:

"There will be no battle if he escapes to carry information to Major

Ferguson."

"There will be in case we shall make him prisoner within a few hours."

"In that event you may leave him with Abbott, whom, I dare venture to

say, will not give way to carelessness again, or in the custody of any

whom you know to be true. We shall ride the direct trail to King's

Mountain, and you should be able to overtake us if the work be

performed quickly."

There was no thought in the mind of either lad that such an order as

the colonel had given could be slighted, and while it would have

grieved them to the heart had an engagement come off while they were

absent from the troop, neither hesitated.

As they turned to leave, Colonel Campbell gave orders to several of

the men that they ride at once in pursuit of the late prisoner, and

Nathan whispered to his comrade while they walked as quickly as the

throng would permit toward where their horses had been left:

"I am not positive, Evan, how we might carry ourselves in the midst of

a battle. While neither of us would admit to being cowardly, it is

possible we showed a certain amount of fear when brought face to face

with the king's troops. Now we have one more opportunity of proving

ourselves equal to the part of men, without chance of displaying the

white feather."

"I fail to understand the meaning of so many words," Evan replied

petulantly. "To me the only thing certain is, that we may not follow

where much honor is to be won."

"If it should so chance that we come upon Ephraim Sowers, when others

failed of finding him, we will gain more credit than if we rode in the

front ranks of those whom I hope will charge Major Ferguson's force

before to-morrow night. Let us give over repining at what cannot be

changed, and set ourselves about the task of running that miserable

Tory down!"

Evan was not disposed to look at the matter in such a light, although

never for a moment did he dream of disobeying his father's commands.

To him this setting off on a blind search for the young spy was simply

shutting themselves out from all chance of riding with the men of the

Carolinas when they charged the enemy, and it seemed for the moment as

if no greater misfortune could befall them.

However, he made no protest against whatever his comrade suggested,

although confident that with a start in his favor of even one hour, it

would be impossible for them to overtake Ephraim Sowers, more

particularly since half a dozen men were to join in the hunt, and

without loss of time the two lads made ready for the search.

There was no thought of making provisions for any lengthy absence; the

work, to be of any avail, must be done before midnight, and if at that

time the Tory was yet at liberty, then might the searchers return to

their comrades, for it would be good proof Ephraim had succeeded in

eluding them so far as to be able to give Major Ferguson information

of what was afoot.

Therefore the only care was to make certain their supply of ammunition

would be sufficient for a spirited attack or resistance, after which

they rode through the encampment, and half a mile beyond were halted

by Mrs. Abbott, who was returning slowly to her home.

"Are you young gentlemen setting out in search of the Tory?" she asked

when the two lads halted in response to her signal.

"We are, and many others will ride on the same errand."

"The soldiers were so angry with Joseph that I had no opportunity to

repeat all the message he sent. It was not through the fault of my

husband that the prisoner escaped; he was left bound by the hands as

when brought to our house, while we made ready a room in which he

could be safely kept, and by some means managed to free himself."

"We have no time for such unimportant particulars," Nathan

interrupted. "The main fact is that he is free, and we are among those

charged with the search for him."

"Joseph set out on the same errand within five minutes after his

escape was discovered, and he bade me say to whosoever might come,

that the trail led over the hills to the westward. You will have no

difficulty in following it, and should come up with my husband before

riding very far."

"We thank you for the information, and would ride ahead if you are

able to direct us to your home," Nathan replied.

Mrs. Abbott, who appeared to be in deepest distress because the

prisoner intrusted to her husband's keeping had made his escape, gave

the boys ample directions for finding the house and as the two rode

rapidly forward Nathan said in a hopeful tone:

"There is yet a chance, Evan, that we shall succeed where the others

failed, thanks to our having met Abbott's wife. If the trail is

well-defined, we shall be able to ride it down, capture the spy, and

return to the encampment before our people have set out.

"That is what we should do, but whether we can or not is quite

another matter," Evan replied gloomily. "It is a pity we promised the

Tory our protection, otherwise he would have been beyond all power for

harm long ere this."

"And would you like to remember that we captured a lad who was once

our friend, for others to hang in cold blood?"

"Almost anything would be better than that we were shut out from

following those with whom we should ride this night."

"I am counting that we will yet bear them company," Nathan replied

cheerily. "Even a Tory cannot make his way across the country without

leaving a trail, and now that we know where it may be taken up, the

rest ought to be easy."

"Unless he has suddenly lost his senses, we cannot follow him on

horseback. If I was trying to escape from mounted men, it would not be

difficult to strike such a course as should be impossible for them to

follow."

"That he did not do so at the start is positive, else Abbott would

never have sent such word by his wife," Nathan replied, heeding not

the petulance of his comrade. "If we hold to it that Ephraim Sowers

has made his escape, then is he the same as free, but I shall continue

to claim we have fair chance of overtaking him, until we know beyond a

peradventure that he cannot be found. Every second is of value to us

now, and we'll waste no more time in idle talk."

With this remark, which Evan might well have construed as a rebuke,

Nathan struck his horse sharply with the spurs, and the two quickly

left Mrs. Abbott far in the rear.

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