Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Short Stories | 2003
Transcription critical wioment did -disarm him of his
weapon by inflicting upon the arm which
Was bearing the blow, a stroke with a
heavy iron bar with which she was wont
to secure the windows of her dwelling
from the night-walkers, for at that time it
was a notorious truth that when the inhabi-
tants had all gone into their dwellings,
and were no more forth by night, the In-
dians would enter by parties into, the
town, seeking to rob and devour. But
as the people kept close, and were armed
in their houses, they dreaded to make
any outcry, and went off in peace and
without injury.
Having been thus detected and shamed
in his attack upon the unoffending Ser-
geant McAllister, the said Indian, Redfoot
was thrust out of the dwelling of the Mis-
tress O'Connelly, and forbade to come
these again. Nevertheless, he went out
with much reluctance, and did seem stu-
pid and unintelligent. The next chroni-
cle will show of the foul murder of the
Mistress Abigail Tchew, denoted in the
first, and of the daring attack, upon the
abode of Mistress O'Connelly, being the
'Old Lion' tavern, by the Indians.





Chronicles of Ashley River----No 3.
Night's veil is over Ashley, while I sit
Within the pleasant light—the rising noon,
Sends forth her earliest beams that round Brie flit
O'er houses, halls and forests—the saloon,
The waters and the skies are lightly lit,
With scattering shadows of her twilight noon,
That like sweet spirits, with a winning grace,
Love to return and watiii each well remember`d
place.
It doth now become the task of the
Chronicler to relate, (thereto required by