And thus it was that the association known as Sons of Liberty sprang into existence at the home of a planter in the Carolinas—that association which was speedily to extend throughout all the colonies as far east as Massachusetts, and south to the limits of the country.
As when we made the last stand, there was no disposition on the part of the enemy to make an attack. We had bettered our situation, and increased the number of rebels, therefore Tryon's minions probably believed it necessary to strengthen their ranks.
During this day we remained on guard and alert, while our enemies were posted just beyond rifle range in such manner as to encircle us completely.
By making a rush after dark, as had been done before, we might readily have broken through the thin line; in fact such a move was suggested by Sidney, but Master Howell said firmly as if he had finally committed his life and fortune to that final result he foresaw:
"We will wait for the Regulators. Since Tryon wishes to force us into open rebellion, he shall be gratified. Shoot down yonder villains if it so be you can; but here we remain until overpowered, or rescued by those who will speedily come to avenge the wrongs which are perpetrated upon all the colony."
We had no opportunity to open fire on the enemy during the day; but when night came, and they drew more closely the circle of guards, we found a target now and then, thus reducing the number until I believe of a verity we might have ventured out and beat them off in a hand-to-hand fight.
It is not well that I spend too many words on the situation at the Payne plantation, for the story is one of careful watch only, with now and then the report of a rifle to tell that we were on the alert. The enemy took turns at using us for targets; but, sheltered as we were behind the walls, they did no injury, while I am confident we disabled not less than four during the time of our arrival and noon of the third day.
Then we saw a cloud of dust in the distance, heard the shouts of horsemen, and soon saw a body of gentlemen full four hundred strong ride down like a whirlwind upon fugitives who had lately been our besiegers.
We sallied forth, and before the fray was come to an end our friends had seven prisoners. None were killed outright so far as I could learn; the remainder had taken the alarm in time to seek safety by flight, and our road to Maddock's Mill lay open before us.
Young Payne had discharged his mission well; the Regulation was in session considering an arrest which had been made for non-payment of taxes, and, waiting only long enough to secure a supply of provisions, had set off for our relief.