"
"Damn your regulars," cried the other, fiercely. "Wait a minute,
blackey, and you'll see Captain Jack Lawton come out from behind yonder
hill, and scatter these Cowboys like wild geese who've lost
their leader."
Caesar supposed the party under Lawton to have sought the shelter of the
hill from motives similar to that which had induced him to place the
wall between himself and the battle ground; but the fact soon verified
the trooper's prophecy, and the black witnessed with consternation the
total rout of the royal horse.
The sentinel manifested his exultation at the success of his comrades
with loud shouts, which soon brought his companion, who had been left in
the more immediate charge of Henry Wharton, to the open window of
the parlor.
"See, Tom, see," cried the delighted trooper, "how Captain Lawton makes
that Hessian's leather cap fly; and now the major has killed the
officer's horse--zounds, why didn't he kill the Dutchman and save
the horse?"
A few pistols were discharged at the flying Cowboys, and a spent bullet
broke a pane of glass within a few feet of Caesar. Imitating the posture
of the great tempter of our race, the black sought the protection of the
inside of the building, and immediately ascended to the parlor.
The lawn in front of the Locusts was hidden from the view of the road by
a close line of shrubbery, and the horses of the two dragoons had been
left, linked together, under its shelter, to await the movements of
their masters.
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