Summary

William R. Eyster Wild Nat, the Trooper; or, The Cedar Swamp Brigade

As night flung her shadow on all, Nat Ernshaw’s brigade rode out into the darkness, and the confines of Cedar Swamp were untenanted save by the dozen English prisoners and the five patriots left to guard them. For a time the noise of footsteps came faintly to their listening ears; then all was silence.
Let us return to Captain Preston and his schemes. With their plot and counterplot, they enter into the thread of our story to color it all.
The gallant Briton was hastily pacing the room. His face, flushed as if with anger, wore a well-settled scowl.
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William R. Eyster Wild Nat, the Trooper; or, The Cedar Swamp Brigade

While there were a number of honorable men who, believing that the colonies were wrong in revolting from the king, did not take up arms against them, on the other hand there were numbers of base, sordid wretches, who were willing to cling to any side so that it was the strongest—to support any cause so that it was one which promised them booty. Such a one was Timothy Turner, who followed the fortunes of the British, who was devoted to their interests, who had, in short, sold to them his very soul and body for paltry gold.
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William R. Eyster Wild Nat, the Trooper; or, The Cedar Swamp Brigade

The Briton smiled in real satisfaction, as he noted how eager was the thirst for gold in the heart of the scoundrel before him. With gold he could lead him anywhere, even to the very gates of death. He had found his man!
“Take this purse,” continued Preston; “and now listen to what I say. You have, I suppose, a pretty good idea already of what it is; hear these particulars. This Kate Vale must be abducted, but it must be done in such a manner that none of the blame can rest on me. Persons may suspect, but they must have no proof on which to hang their suspicions.”
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