Before nightfall it was said that there were not less than three thousand people in and around Hillsborough. On every hand as far as the eye could reach, the visitors were camped; some brought two or three bed-quilts, which they put up on crotched sticks and a long sapling as a ridge-pole, a tent that was made to accommodate as many as could crawl beneath it. Others utilized their carts as sleeping quarters, the body of the vehicle serving as the upper story of the dwelling, and the ground immediately beneath it as the ground floor; to the wheels were tethered the horses or oxen, and he who slept in the "chamber" of such a lodging was in danger of being awakened many times while the cattle munched at the hay which served as a bed.
Now a few of the visitors reckoned on sleeping upon the ground wherever darkness overtook them, and many there were who had believed it would be possible to get a shelter in the town, never dreaming that nearly every man, woman and child in upper Carolina would come to the trial, during which was to be settled the question of their individual rights.
Some of the visitors had brought with them a goodly supply of provisions, while others, more improvident, came with nothing save a hearty appetite, and these last went from party to party asking food as of right, until all appeared to be supplied.
Every house in the town was filled to overflowing, so I was told, at nine o'clock on the morning of the day before the trial was to take place. Every tree which could be seen from our camp had one or more beneath the shelter of its branches, and in order to prevent our encampment from being literally over-run, it was necessary to station fifty men as guards to keep back our friends.
Take it all in all it was such a sight as I had never seen before, and do not expect to witness again. I had not believed there were so many people in the upper Carolina as were now gathered here, and every one appeared to be feverishly eager to make certain Masters Husband and Hunter would receive a fair trial.
Sidney and I had come off from sentinel duty at sunrise, when the crowd began to pour in, and we stood literally fascinated by the scene, never so much as thinking of breakfast, until the forenoon was nearly half spent, by which time the valley between us and the town was densely packed with human beings.
"I wonder what Tryon thinks of this scene?" my comrade said musingly as he looked across the sea of heads from which came a perfect Babel of noise. "He must realize by this time that his imitation army could not make much progress against such a gathering."
"Aye, and yet it is to his advantage, if he counts on playing us false," I replied, seized by a sudden thought. "The Regulators could not enter the town whatever might be the necessity for their so doing, save at the expense of trampling hundreds beneath the feet of their horses."
"That is a danger which I had not considered," my comrade said with a long indrawing of the breath as when one brings himself to face a sudden and immediate danger. "Governor Tryon is guarded by his enemies, and yet if they turned upon him he would be swept from off the face of the earth like so much chaff before the wind."
"The disaster would be appalling if these people should take it into their heads to rise against him!" I cried, shuddering as if the work of slaughter was about to begin. "The soldiers could mow great swaths through the crowd at every discharge of their muskets, and hundreds would be killed before the remainder found space in which to move."