CHAPTER XVI.

IN HIDING.

I question if my companions were any less uneasy in mind regarding our

seeking a refuge in the city about to be occupied by the British, than

was I; but no one ventured to say exactly what he thought lest it

serve to check our courage, and of a verity we needed that in

abundance if we were to make a success of Jerry's scheme.

Darius and I walked either side of the mule on which my father rode,

where we might be ready to give the wounded man assistance in case his

strength failed him suddenly; but neither of us dared discuss the

possibilities of the future.

When we were come nearly to the city my father asked me if we had any

money with which to purchase food, and I replied by showing him the

two silver coins remaining of the amount paid by the Britishers for

oysters.

Darius had the same number of pieces in copper, and Jim Freeman was

the capitalist among us, he having no less than two shillings.

We had funds in plenty for the purchase of such food as would satisfy

our hunger during two or three days, and the only matter which gave us

any uneasiness was regarding a shelter, which had now become

absolutely necessary since father joined us, for it went without

saying that he must not be seen.

When Jerry conceived the scheme we were attempting to carry into

execution, he believed, as did I, that Washington would be almost

wholly abandoned by the citizens, and, in fact, it was reasonable to

suppose that when the news of the defeat was brought to the city

nearly every one would seek safety in flight, therefore we counted on

being able to take shelter in any building which took our fancy.

While yet in the outskirts of the town, however, we understood that we

were mistaken. So far as I could see, the inhabitants remained within

their homes, probably under the belief that the enemy would behave

like civilized people rather than as barbarians, and our chances for

finding a hiding-place seemed small.

Having no acquaintance with the city, we walked on at haphazard until

having come within a short distance of a tavern near the Capitol, hard

by a large building which looked not unlike a rope walk.

It was in my mind that we could do no better than stop at the tavern,

trusting that our small store of money would suffice to pay for one

room in which all of us might gather; but to this Darius made most

decided objection.

"It is the last place for us to choose," he said decidedly. "Even if

the house is not taken as quarters by some of the officers, it will be

visited by the rank and file, and we might as well be in the open air.

Yonder smoke-house would suit our purpose better."

It seemed to me that in a city said to contain nine hundred buildings

we could do better than hide in a smoke-house, and so I said, claiming

that we would be in no more danger by making ourselves as comfortable

as possible under the circumstances, than if we huddled into some

corner.

Jim Freeman and Jerry seemed to be in my way of thinking; but Darius

declared that unless we could content ourselves with such a

hiding-place as was not likely to attract the attention of the enemy,

we might count him out of the scheme.

"But what can be done with the mule, if we take to the smoke-house?" I

cried, believing I thus had an argument which he could not well

answer.

"Turn him loose, of course. He is government property, and would give

stronger proof of our havin' been with the army than your father's

wound. Besides, should the soldiers hear him, an' you can't reckon on

keepin' that kind of a beast quiet, they'd be bound to have him out,

if only for the sake of sport."

Then Darius went toward his chosen place of refuge, leaving us to

follow or not as best pleased us, and the result can well be imagined.

We would not cut loose from the old sailor who, because of his

experience in such circumstances, was best calculated to advise and

aid, therefore we followed him meekly, but with many a mental

complaint.

When we were come to the rough building, which was hardly larger than

the cabin of the Scorpion, Darius lifted my father from the animal's

back as if he had been no more than a child, and carried him into the

place that was less inviting than the hold of the Avenger after we had

taken out a cargo of oysters.

Placing him in one corner where he might sit with his back against the

boards, the old sailor went outside and drove the mule in the

direction of the tavern, himself following until he was lost to view,

much to our surprise and disquietude.

"Now what is he about?" Jerry asked petulantly. "I thought we were to

stay here?"

"It seems that we are," I replied with a mirthless laugh; "but it

appears that Master Thorpe counts on being better lodged."

"Do you suppose he allows to stop at the tavern while we're to stay in

this smoke-house?" Jim Freeman asked in a tone of dismay, and I, sore

at heart because my advice had not been followed, replied bitterly,

thereby setting myself down for at least the twentieth time as a

simple:

"We can be certain he'll look after himself, no matter how we may

fare."

Then we stood waiting in silence until it should be certain that

Darius had really abandoned us, when my father said, striving to

suppress any evidence of the pain which he suffered:

"You lads are making a big mistake if you think Darius Thorpe would

leave you at such a time as this. He has ever had the name of holding

to a comrade, and he'll not steer another course while we're in so

much danger."

Five minutes later I was covered with shame because of my unkind

words, when we saw the old man returning with as much hay as he could

stagger under.

"Here's what will make our cripple a bit more comfortable," he said

cheerily as he thrust his burden through the narrow door. "Pile it

well up under him, an' I'll go back for the rest of the supplies."

None of us lads made any comment when Darius returned toward the

tavern; but that all hands were conscious of the same sense of shame

as had come over me, I understood by the expression on their faces.

When the old man joined us the second time he had in his arms the

larger part of a ham, some strips of cotton cloth, and a jug of water.

"How did you get all that stuff?" Jerry asked in surprise.

"Traded the mule. When I was drivin' the beast off it struck me that

he might be made to serve us a bit, so I drove a bargain."

"Did you give the people to understand that he was yours?"

"Not a bit of it, lad; I ain't tryin' that kind of business even when

I'm hungry. I told the truth; but claimed that the beast was under my

protection, an' I'd be willin' to leave him for the few things we

might need. It ain't certain but I'd got what I asked for without the

mule, though it was better to have a reg'lar trade made. Pitch into

the ham, and later, it may be we can get some bread."

We did not wait for the second invitation; but began chipping off bits

of the meat, eating greedily regardless of the fact that it was

uncooked, when I saw that Darius was making no effort toward getting

his share.

"Why don't you eat?" I asked as I gave my father a small handful of

the uninviting food.

"I'm the surgeon now, an' till this job is finished I reckon I can

contrive to get along without more in my mouth than a piece of

terbacco. It's mighty lucky I laid in a good supply before we left Pig

Point."

The true-hearted old sailor had provided us lads with a meal, and now

proposed to dress my father's wound before attending to his own wants,

which must have been greater than ours because he had performed more

work.

I resolved then and there, that however much against him might be

appearances, I would never believe him guilty of any mean act toward

his comrades, and in the future he should have the full half of

anything which might come into my possession.

Darius washed and bandaged father's wound; raised the bed of hay that

he might recline more comfortably; fastened the door in such a manner

that there would be no token on the outside of our occupancy, and not

until all this had been done did he give heed to his own necessities.

"We're not so bad off here as we might be," the old man said in a tone

of content as he whittled away at the small remnant of ham, while we

lads were stretched at full length on the hay. "I'm allowin' that

whatever happens, the Britishers won't look in a smoke-house for

American soldiers or sailors, an' we can stay here snug as bugs in a

rug, barrin' bein a little hungry, till Amos' father is in better

condition to travel."

"But it will be a long while before that wound is healed!" Jim Freeman

exclaimed in dismay.

"Yes, I reckon it'll be quite a spell, pervidin' the Britishers stay

in the city; but if they go it won't be a hard job to find a boat

that'll take us to the Patuxent. But there's little call to make much

talk about movin', for we can't leave one of the crowd, no matter what

happens to the rest of us."

By the time all this had been done it was sunset. The retreat from

Bladensburg had been begun about four o'clock in the afternoon, and we

were not so badly off to be in Washington and housed so soon after the

defeat.

The one distressing question was whether the enemy would make search

in the city for such as we?

After he had eaten all the scraps of ham remaining on the bone, Darius

set about making a more thorough examination of our refuge, beginning

with the small shutter at the top of the building which was used when,

the meat having been cured, it was desired to clear the place of

smoke.

"What are you doing up there?" my father asked when the old sailor

clambered on the logs to get at the shutter.

"Makin' sure we can keep a lookout in case things get too hot," Darius

replied with a laugh. "I'm allowin' this shutter can be swung open a

crack without its bein' noticed from the outside."

He had no more than opened the window when an exclamation burst from

his lips, and without delay I clambered up beside him.

From this point of vantage we had a fairly good view of what was going

on near about the Capitol building, and my heart beat fast and

furiously with fear as I saw the enemy advancing.

"There seems to be the biggest part of the British army," Darius said,

pointing in the direction of the burying-ground, where I could see the

soldiers bivouacking for the night; but nearer at hand were two

officers, evidently high in command--General Ross and Admiral

Cockburn, as I afterward learned--, with an escort of three or four

hundred men, riding directly toward us.

Within full view of our hiding-place was a dwelling standing near the

government building, and as we gazed I saw the flash of a musket come

from this house, when the horse on which the general was riding fell

dead, carrying the officer to the ground with him in what looked to be

an ugly fall.

"That's a fool trick!" Darius cried angrily when no other sign of

attack could be seen or heard. "A crazy man must have fired that shot,

which can do no other good than to make the enemy hot to inflict some

punishment!"

We saw a score or more of the escort rush to the assistance of the

officer, while the remainder of the soldiers were wheeled about to

face the dwelling.

I was confident that they would fire a volley into the house, and,

indeed, I could well have excused such a course, considering the

provocation; but instead of this a squad of men were told off to enter

the building, as we saw when the force ran forward on the double-quick

with fixed bayonets.

By this time, as may well be imagined, all our party, with the

exception of my father, were clinging to the timbers of the building

that a view might be had of what was going on outside, and Darius,

ever mindful of others, took it upon himself to keep our invalid

informed of what was being done.

"They've sent a squad of men to clean out the house, I reckon," the

old sailor said for father's benefit. "The officer ain't hurt so but

that he can mount a spare horse which a colonel has just brought him.

Now the two in command are pointin' out the different buildin's; looks

as if they were pickin' out their quarters. There's one thing certain,

fine birds like them won't want to sleep in a smoke-house, so we ain't

likely to be turned out right away."

I interrupted the report by exclaiming aloud in my excitement, for I

saw smoke issuing from the dwelling, which I afterward learned was the

home of Mr. Robert Sewall, and then it was I understood for what

purpose the squad had been sent.

"They've fired the house," Darius continued to my father, "an' without

givin' them who may be livin' there a chance to carry anythin' out.

Soldiers are stationed to prevent the people from tryin' to fight the

flames, an' it wouldn't surprise me if we saw a pretty hot time in

this town."

At this moment a squad of men was sent to the rope-walk, another to

the tavern hard by our place of refuge, and a third to the next

building, which from the sign on its front I knew to be the National

Intelligencer newspaper.

After what we had seen it was not difficult to guess the purpose of

these soldiers, and Darius said to my father:

"They're firin' the rope-walk now, an' it looks as if the whole city

might go."

"Surely the British wouldn't do so barbarous a deed!" my father

exclaimed. "War isn't carried on in that way these days."

"It seems to be goin' so now. There comes the smoke from the tavern,

an' men are stationed to prevent the people from savin' anything. How

about it, lads? If we had spent our last cent hirin' a room there, the

smoke would be forcin' us out by this time, an' we'd soon find

ourselves prisoners in the hands of such as stand ready to burn a city

where are mostly women an' children!"

"It's not certain but that we'll be forced out as it is!" I exclaimed.

"When the tavern barns get afire this smoke-house stands a good

chance of burning."

"It may be, lad; but the wind draws in on the other side, an' I'm

allowin' that this shanty, small as it is, won't come to harm, though

if it does go, we'll try to keep our upper lips stiff so the

villainous red-coats shan't have a chance to crow over us very much."

We saw the men comprising the escort now break ranks, each going,

apparently, where he pleased, and Darius cried in anger:

"It is to be a reg'lar sack of the city, such as we're told they had

in the old times, when men were reckoned as bein' little better than

brutes! Work like this will count big for the Britishers before the

other nations of the world! There goes a crowd of soldiers into the

little shop beyond the tavern; they're plunderin' it in piratical

style! See 'em throw the goods out into the street! The red-coats from

the encampment, scentin' booty, are comin' up by the hundreds!"

From where we were perched it was possible to see three shops, and by

the time the tavern was well afire no less than five hundred men had

robbed these, tramping into the dirt such goods as they did not want

to carry away, and then the buildings were set on fire.

Verily it was a barbarous sack of the city!

Then it was, when the flames from the buildings of which I have spoken

were mounting high in the sky, that I observed the commander order up

a full company of soldiers. It was possible to see, for although night

had come the fire lighted up surrounding objects as at noonday, that

he gave them orders at great length, after which they started off

toward the Capitol at full speed.

"They're goin' to burn the government buildin's!" Darius cried for my

father's benefit. "A hundred or more have been detailed to do the

work, an' the commanders are watchin' proceedin's like that chap, I

forget his name, who played on the fiddle while Rome was burnin'. An'

all this is bein' done by the high an' lofty Britishers, who count on

settin' the pace for the whole world!"

Jim Freeman and Dody Wardwell, who could not find perches near the

window that they might look out, now opened the door regardless of

consequences, and stood gazing at as cruel a scene as can well be

imagined.

Women and children, driven back by the red-coats, stood tearfully

watching the destruction of their homes, forced to see every cherished

article destroyed, and, more than that! I saw a soldier tear from the

hands of an old lady a small box which he opened, took some things

therefrom which I judged were pieces of jewelry, and threw the

remainder into the flames.

The smoke-house was as hot a place as I care to remain in very long

at a time, and as well filled with smoke as when put to the use for

which it was originally intended. Even Darius had doubts about the

small buildings escaping the flames, and said to my father:

"Keep watch for the first show of fire, Master Grout, an' we'll see

that you're posted as to what is bein' done outside. If we have to

leave here, it'll be a good idee to draw off toward the rope-walk;

there's no one near by that place, an' we may contrive to steer clear

of the enemy."

Now it was that long tongues of fire curled above the government

building, swaying this way and that in the wind like fiery serpents,

until the inflammable portion of the nation's Capitol was ablaze.

It seemed as if our smoke-house was completely surrounded by burning

buildings. Had the Britishers given any attention to such an

insignificant structure as we were concealed in, Jim and Dody must

have been discovered, for they gave no heed to hiding themselves as

they stood literally transfixed with horror at the terrible scenes.

Not until all the buildings were so enveloped in flames that there

could be no possibility of saving them, did the two officers ride

away, and then it was to go in the direction of their encampment.

I gave no further heed to the barbarians; but watched with a sort of

fascination the destroying element until Darius cried:

"There's more mischief afoot! See, a full regiment are under marchin'

orders!"

"What can they do now?" I asked helplessly. "Everything around here is

in flames; the entire city is ruined!"

"There's the President's house, an' a good many fine dwellin's at the

other end of the town," the old sailor replied. "Unless I'm way out of

my reckonin', you'll see more fire before there's less."

The barns of the tavern were now burning; but the wind drew in with

greater force, a draft having been formed by the flames, I suppose,

and while our refuge was as hot as it well could be, the more intense

heat was carried in the opposite direction.

"I reckon this 'ere smoke-house will stand while many a better

buildin' goes down," Darius announced. "We're gettin' the biggest part

of the heat from the stables now, an' I don't see any signs of fire on

these logs. You lads stay here with our invalid, an' I'll sneak 'round

outside a bit. There may be a chance to get somethin' in the way of

rations if the men break into more shops, as is likely."

Then the old man slipped down from his uncomfortable perch, stopped at

the door to warn Jim and Dody that they must not stray far away, and

disappeared behind the ruins of the tavern.

It gave me a certain sensation of loneliness to have Darius go at that

time. Although it was late in the day to make such a discovery, I had

come to understand of how much assistance he was to us lads, and how

helpless we would be without him; but, as a matter of course, I could

not presume to dictate as to his movements.

The one singular thing to me in this wanton work of destruction, was

the fact that not all the buildings in this portion of the city had

been given over to the flames. It seemed as if the British commander

had singled out certain dwellings to be burned, while the others were

unmolested, save in two cases where I saw soldiers bringing out

plunder which was valueless to them, and had been taken only in a

spirit of cruelty.

Perhaps an hour was spent by the enemy in our immediate vicinity, and

then that quarter of the city was deserted by all save the homeless

ones, or those who mourned over the loss of property.

The conflagration was still sufficient to light up the streets and

fields near by, therefore we could not venture out save at the risk of

being seen; but I question if any especial attention would have been

given us, except in the case of my father, had we gone boldly forth.

Had he not been with us I should have proposed that the moment was

come when we might be able to slip down the river unobserved, for who

would give heed to a party of lads when the capital city of the United

States was in flames? With my father, however, we were forced to

remain in hiding, for his wound was sufficient evidence that he had

taken part in the battle of Bladensburg, and this would insure his

being seized as a prisoner of war.

Jim and Dody, however, went across to where two shops were in flames,

and returned a few moments later with a piece of bacon which had been

trampled upon in the street, a bag of dirty flour, and, what was

better than all, three loaves of bread, the whole of which had been

thrown aside by the Britishers when they plundered the buildings.

It was quite a store for our empty larder, unsavory though the bread

and flour looked; but hungry lads, and particularly those who are

fugitives, cannot afford to be squeamish in regard to their food.

In less than half an hour after the regiment marched from the

encampment toward the upper end of the city, we saw the flames rising

in great volume, telling that there was no idea in the minds of the

victors to spare anything which could readily be destroyed.

As a matter of course, we did not then know what was being done; but

later we learned that the President's mansion, the Treasury buildings,

the Arsenal, and the barracks, where three thousand troops could be

quartered, were all laid in ashes under the orders of General Ross and

Admiral Cockburn.

Before midnight the conflagration in the portion of the city where we

had sought refuge, had so far subsided, because there was nothing left

for the flames to feed upon, that only glowing embers, and the

blackened walls of the Capitol could be seen; but the night was turned

into day because of the fires at the other end of the town.

We lads were weary with watching the wicked work; Jim and Dody had

toasted a large piece of bacon over the embers of the tavern; we had

partaken of a second meal rather because the food was at hand than

owing to hunger, and now all hands felt the need of sleep, even though

we were literally surrounded by enemies.

But Darius had not returned, and we could not give ourselves up to

slumber while he remained absent.

At first I fancied that he was watching the work of the Britishers;

but when my father began to show signs of alarm because the old sailor

did not return, my anxiety was great.

If any of the red-coats came upon him, they would suspect that he had

been among that company of seamen and marines who had inflicted so

much injury upon them during the day just passed, and it was not

difficult to understand that he would speedily be made a prisoner.

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