Part 29 (1/2)

”Gerald Grantham!” repeated the Commandant, musingly, as though endeavoring to bring back the recollection of such a name.

The prisoner looked at him stedfastly in return, yet without speaking.

”Is there another of your name in the British squadron?”

continued Colonel Forrester, fixing his eye full upon his prisoner.

”There are many in the British squadron whose names are unknown to me,” replied Gerald, evasively, and faintly coloring.

”Nay,” said Colonel Forrester, ”that subterfuge more than any thing betrays you. Though not answered, I am satisfied.

How we are to account for seeing a gallant sailor attacking us in our trenches, in the humble garb of a private soldier, and so out of his own element, I cannot understand; but the name of Gerald Grantham, coupled with your manner and appearance, a.s.sures us we are making personal acquaintance with one to whose deeds we are not strangers. Gentlemen,”

addressing his officers, ”this is the Lieutenant Grantham, whose vessel was captured last autumn at Buffalo, and of whose gallant defence, my cousin, Captain Edward Forrester, has spoken so highly. Lieutenant Grantham,” he pursued, advancing, and offering his hand, ”when I had the happiness to save your life this day, by das.h.i.+ng aside the fuze that would have been the agent in your destruction, I saw in you but the brave and humble soldier, whom it were disgrace not to have spared for so much n.o.ble daring. Judge how great must be my satisfaction to know that I have been the means of preserving, to his family and country, one whose name stands so high even in the consideration of his enemies.”

Poor Gerald! how bitter and conflicting must have been his feelings at that moment. On the one side, touched by the highest evidences of esteem a brave and generous enemy could proffer--on the other, annoyed beyond expression at the recollection of an interposition which had thwarted him in his fondest, dearest hope--that of losing, at the cannon's mouth, the life he loathed. What had been done in mercy and n.o.ble forbearance, was to him the direst punishment that could be inflicted:--yet how was it possible to deny grat.i.tude for the motive which had impelled his preservation, or fail in acknowledgment of the appreciation in which he thus found himself personally held.

”It would be idle, Colonel Forrester,” he said, taking the proffered hand, ”after the manner in which you have expressed yourself, to deny that I am the officer to whom you allude. I feel deeply these marks of your regard, although I cannot but consider any little merit that may attach to me very much overrated by them. My appearance in this dress, perhaps requires some explanation.

Presented by the shallowness of the river from co-operating with the army in my gun-boat, and tired of doing nothing, I had solicited and obtained permission to become one of the storming party in the quality of volunteer, which of necessity induced the garb in which you now behold me.

You know the rest.”

”And yet, Colonel,” said a surly-looking backwoodsman, who sat with one hand thrust into the bosom of a hunting frock, and the other playing with the richly ornamented hilt of a dagger, while a round hat, surmounted by a huge c.o.c.kade, was perched knowingly over his left ear, covering, or rather shadowing, little more than one fourth of his head--”I reckon as how this here sort of thing comes within the spy act. Here's a commissioned officer of King George, taken not only in our lines, but in our very trenches in the disguise of a private soger. What say you, Captain Buckhorn?” turning to one somewhat younger and less uncouth, who sat nest him habited in a similar manner. ”Don't you think it comes within the spy act?”

Captain Buckhorn, however, not choosing to hazard an opinion on the subject, merely shrugged his shoulders, puffed his cigar, and looked at the Colonel as if he expected him to decide the question.

”As I am a true Tennessee man, bred and born, Major Killdeer,” said the Aid-de-Camp Jackson, ”I can't see how that can lie. To come within the spy act, a man must be in plain clothes, or in the uniform of his enemy. Now, Liftenant Grantham, I take it, comes in the British uniform, and what signifies a whistle if he wears gold lace or cotton tape, provided it be stuck upon a scarlet coat, and that in the broad face of day, with arms in his hand,--aye, and a devil of a desperation to make good use of them too”--he added, with a good naturedly malicious leer of the eye towards the subject of his defence.

”At all events, in my conceit, it's an attempt to undervally himself,” pursued the tenacious Kentuckian Major. ”Suppose his name warn't known as it is, he'd have pa.s.sed for a private soger, and would have been exchanged for one, without our being any the wiser; whereby the United States' service, I calculate, would have lost an officer in the balance of account.”

”Although there cannot be the slightest difficulty,”

observed Colonel Forrester, ”in determining on the doubt first started by you, Major Killdeer, I confess, that what you have now suggested involves a question of some delicacy. In the spirit, although not altogether in the letter, of your suggestion, I agree; so much so, Mr.

Grantham,” he added, turning to Gerald, ”that in violence to the inclination I should otherwise have felt to send you back to your lines, on parole of honor, I shall be compelled to detain you until the pleasure of my government be known as to the actual rank in which you are to be looked upon. I should say that, taken in arms as a combatant without rank, we have no right to know you as any thing else; but as I may be in error, I am sure you will see how utterly impossible it is for me to take any such responsibility upon myself, especially after the difficulty you have just heard started.”

Gerald, who had listened to this discussion with some astonishment, was not sorry to find the manner of its termination. In the outset he had not been without alarm that the hero of one hour might be looked upon and hanged as the spy of the next; and tired as he was of life, much as he longed to lay it down, his neck had too invincible a repugnance to any thing like contact with a cord to render him ambitious of closing his existence in that way. He was not at all sorry, therefore, when he found the surly looking Major Killdeer wholly unsupported in his sweeping estimate of what he called the ”spy act.”

The gentlemanly manner of Colonel Forrester, forming as it did so decided a contrast with the unpolished--even rude frankness of his second in command, was not without soothing influence upon his mind, and to his last observation he replied, as he really felt, that any change in his views as to his disposal could in no way effect him, since it was a matter of total indifference whether he returned to Amherstburg, or was detained where he was.

In neither case could he actively rejoin the service until duly exchanged, and this was the only object embraced in any desire he might entertain of the kind.

”Still,” added the Colonel, ”although I may not suffer you to return yet into Canada, I can see no objection to according you the privilege of parole of honor, without at all involving the after question of whether you are to be considered as the soldier or the officer. From this moment therefore, Mr. Grantham, you will consider yourself a prisoner at large within the fort--or, should you prefer journeying into the interior, to sharing the privations and the dullness inseparable from our isolated position, you are at liberty to accompany Captain Jackson, my Aid-de-Camp, who will leave this within thirty-six hours, charged with dispatches for the Governor of Kentucky.”

Gerald had already acknowledged to himself that, if any thing could add to his wretchedness, it would he a compulsory residence in a place not only dest.i.tute itself of all excitement, but calling up, at every hour, the images of his brave companions in danger--men whom he had known when the sun of his young hopes shone unclouded, and whom he had survived but to be made sensible of the curse of exemption from a similar fate; still, with that instinctive delicacy of a mind whose natural refinement not even a heavy weight of grief could wholly deaden, he felt some hesitation in giving expression to a wish, the compliance with which would, necessarily, separate him from one who had so courteously treated him, and whom he feared to wound by an appearance of indifference.

”I think, Mr. Grantham,” pursued Colonel Forrester, remarking his hesitation, ”I can understand what is pa.s.sing in your mind. However I beg you will suffer no mere considerations of courtesy to interfere with your inclination. I can promise you will find this place most dismally dull, especially to one who has no positive duty to perform in it. If I may venture to recommend, therefore, you will accompany Captain Jackson. The ride will afford you more subject for diversion than any thing we can furnish here.”

Thus happily a.s.sisted in his decision. Gerald said, ”since, Sir, you leave it optional with me, I think I shall avail myself of your kind offer and accompany Captain Jackson. It is not a very cheering sight,” he pursued, anxious to a.s.sign a satisfactory reason for his choice, ”to have constantly before one's eyes the scene of so signal a discomfiture as that which our arms have experienced this day.”

”And yet,” said Colonel Forrester, ”despite of that discomfiture, there was nothing in the conduct of those engaged that should call a blush into the cheek of the most fastidious stickler for national glory. There is not an officer here present,” he continued, ”who is not prepared to attest with myself, that your column in particular behaved like heroes. By the way, I could wish to know, (but you will use your own discretion in answering or declining the question, recollect,) what was the actual strength of your attacking force?”

”I can really see no objection to a candid answer to your question, Colonel,” returned Gerald, after a moment's consideration. ”Each division was, I believe, for I cannot state with certainty, little more than two hundred strong, making in all, perhaps, from six hundred to six hundred and fifty men. In return, may I ask, the number of those who so effectually repulsed us?”

”Why I guess only one hundred and fifty, and most all my volunteers,” somewhat exultingly exclaimed Major Killdeer.

”Only one hundred and fifty men!” repeated Gerald, unable to disguise his vexation and astonishment.