“What’s
goin’ on?” asked Robert.
“I
dunno, but Imma bout to find out,” said Harriet. In a flash she was fully
dressed and peering out the front door. She saw several white men standing
around the next cabin. One of the men by the cabin was Theophilis Knight. He
had thrown a torch into the first cabin and the dry, brittle wood was quickly
being consumed by flames. There were still people inside the cabin, including
Boyd and his family, and they began firing their own rifles back at the
slave-catchers. When she saw the slave-catchers firing into the cabin Harriet
turned to her group.
Bethany
and the other three men were frantically moving about, putting on clothes,
loading guns, and looking out the windows.
“How
many of ‘em?” asked Duke.
“Can’t
tell,” said Purvis. He was trying to survey their surroundings from one of the
windows. “Ten. Maybe twelve. They scattered about.”
Kyla
and Zammie put their clothes on quickly, and Baby Claire began crying due to
the commotion.
“Are
they lookin’ for us?” asked Henry.
Before
Harriet could answer, a burning torch flew through one of the windows and
landed on the straw mat on which Kyla was sitting. She screamed and Zammie
pulled her up and away from the flame. Duke quickly picked up the torch and
threw it back out the front door, but the mat was already burning.
Robert
pulled Zammie and Kyla away from the front of the cabin while Duke ran out the
front door with his rifle primed.
“No,
wait!” yelled Harriet, but it was too late. Duke was shot down as soon as he
stepped outside. Zammie watched his body fall back and slump in the
doorway.
“Duke!”
yelled Bethany .
She ran over and dragged Duke back inside the cabin. Duke’s body convulsed and
blood dribbled out of his mouth. A moment later his gasping stopped. Bethany ’s face filled
with anguish when she realized he was dead.
Harriet
turned to her group. “All the way back!” she said. She herded them towards the back
wall of the cabin. Purvis and Shadrach continued firing off their rifles
through the front windows while Bethany
fired off her pistol through a side window. It was a slow process for the men.
Their rifled muskets only held one shot so they repeatedly had to take time to
reload their guns with powder and ball before they could fire again.
Smoke
began to fill the cabin as the flames from the burning mat quickly licked up
the walls towards the ceiling. The limited furnishings, a couple wooden chairs,
one storage chest, and two homemade beds with straw mattresses, were like
kindling for the fire. They couldn’t have been burning faster if gasoline had
been poured on them. The flames were quickly sucking up all the oxygen inside
the structure. Everyone had to cover their faces with their sleeves or shirt to
keep from breathing in the burning ash, and the heat was becoming unbearable.
--Theophilis Attacks the Colony
from Time Trip #2 (Chapter 18)
TIME TRIP ADVENTURE 4
KILLING FOR COUNTRY
TIME TRIP ADVENTURE 2
A RIDE ON THE UNDERGROUND RAILROAD
TIME TRIP ADVENTURE 3
WITNESS TO THE FIRST THANKSGIVING
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