time, and with loud yells came rushing up the slope.
"On, lads, as fast as your legs can carry you," cried Mr Talboys, and,
facing round, he fired his musket into the middle of them. Whether any
one fell we did not stop to see, but ran towards the house. The blacks
followed, hoping to overtake us, and fortunately not stopping to fire.
Mr Marchant and his family were only just then entering the house.
They had got safe in, and we were about to follow when a shower of
bullets came whistling round our heads and rattling against the walls.
We sprang in, Mr Talboys following. No time was lost in closing the
door and putting up the barricades. We had scarcely finished when a
second volley was fired, showing that the rebels were in earnest, and
meant, if they could do so, to destroy the inmates of the house. Still,
finding that we had escaped them, instead of dashing on, they kept at a
respectful distance, under such cover as the hedges and palings afforded
them. As the bullets pinged against the shutters and walls the children
began to cry, and Mrs Marchant and her black damsels to shriek out.
Mrs Talboys and Lucy remained perfectly quiet, doing their best to calm
the fears of their guests.
"We have a strong house and brave defenders, and we need not be afraid
of the rebels," said the former in a quiet tone.
Meantime Mr Talboys, leaving us to defend the lower storey, mounted to
the top of the house, where, keeping under shelter, he could take a
look-out at whatever was going on below.
Presently we heard him shout, "Who are you, and what is it you want?"
"We free and independent people," answered a voice from the crowd; "we
want our rights. We no get dem, den we kill all de whites."
"Much obliged for your kind intentions," answered Mr Talboys. "There
are two sides to that question, and you must look out not to be killed
yourselves, which you will be, I promise you, if you attack us."
"We see about dat," one of the blacks shouted out.
Mr Talboys replied, and made what sounded to me so long a speech that I
wondered the insurgents had patience to listen to it, till I discovered
that his object was to prevent them as long as possible from
recommencing hostilities. Like other brave men, being unwilling to shed
blood, he would not allow any of us to fire until it should become
absolutely necessary. He again asked the rebels what they wanted.
"We want our rights, dat's what we want," they shouted.
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