“Ah!” cried the general; “you saw them?”
“Yes; gone dat big house.”
“Mine,” said the General, with a quick catching of the breath. “Yes; there is no doubt about that.”
For as we were speaking, a tiny tongue of fire began to creep up one of the pine-tree supports of the porch, which, quite invisible before, now stood out plainly, and in a very few minutes was blazing furiously, while a light from the back showed that it had been fired there as well.
“Watch for the men who are doing this, my boy,” said the General. “Here, sentry, can you use that piece of yours?”
“Middlin’, sir, middlin’,” replied Morgan.
“Then wait till you see one of the wretches, and try and bring him down. No,” he said, directly after, “it would be useless. It would have no good effect.”
The Indians who had fired the General’s house must have stolen off by the back, for Pomp did not see them go; and we were not long in learning that they were busy still, for at intervals of only a few minutes, six more of the best of the settlers’ houses were blazing furiously, lighting up the whole of the clearings, while the sparks ascended in great clouds, and floated gently away as if a fall of snow had been suddenly turned into gold.
Overhead a cloud of wreathing smoke rolled over and over, turned ruddy by the burning homes, as if a second fire were in the heavens, and reflecting the light so that the block-house and the encumbered enclosure, with its piles of boxes and rough furniture, with here and there a tent, rapidly grew lighter and lighter, but with shadows of intense blackness marked out where the light did not fall.
So clearly did the defenders’ faces show now, as they sheltered behind the defences, that had there been high ground near that the enemy could have held, our position would have been bad, so excellent a mark should we have made for the Indian arrows. But, fortunately for us, save where Colonel Preston’s house stood, the land round the fort was absolutely flat, and the Indians could not very well get into position for attack without exposing themselves to a rain of bullets.