"You mean this?"
"I do; and I tell you that if we could liberate Col. Ethan Allen we would, for he is wanted just now; Carolina means to be free and independent, so it does."
Eben did not attempt any resistance; in fact, he was too weak to oppose his discoverer, so he allowed himself to be lifted on the man's shoulder and be carried to a cabin on the other side of the wood.
Here he was tended as well as if he had been among relatives or his friends of the Green Mountains.
After a few days he was strong enough to go out, and he walked down to the beach and saw the vessel from which he had escaped lying at anchor.
But he saw something more—something which made his blood run cold.
As he was returning he saw five trees growing on the banks of the river near the cape, and from each tree there dangled a human body.
On closer inspection he found—what he had dreaded to find—that the bodies were those of some of his fellow prisoners.
"Come away, my boy," said his new friend. "Those men gave their lives for a sacred cause, and I wish every Carolinian could see and know them. It is a good thing for us that the cowardly tories hanged them, for every one hanged means a surer vengeance."
"It is horrible! Will they dare to serve Col. Allen so?"