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It could only be approached by land on one side, while the water, which elsewhere defended it, was covered by the fire of numerous batteries of artillery. The water of the bay was too shallow to admit of the larger men-of-war passing, and the passage was defended by Fort Moultrie, a very formidable work.
He had held a lieutenancy in the Second South Carolina Regiment, and was present at the battle of Fort Moultrie. Subsequently, he had taken part in most of the adventures of his uncle. Marion felt his privation keenly; but he consoled himself by saying that "he should not mourn for him. The youth was virtuous, and had fallen in the cause of his country!"
Once more he repeated that the security of Fort Moultrie would be more greatly increased by throwing garrisons into Castle Pinckney and Fort Sumter than by anything that could be done in strengthening its own defenses.
Such was the confidence in his fidelity and skill that a roving commission was granted him, with liberty to pick his associates from the Brigade. Of these he seldom chose more than six. "He often went out," says Moultrie, "and returned with prisoners, before I knew that he was gone. I have known of his catching a party that was looking for him.
Moultrie, as if thinking aloud. He is roused by a little ringing laugh: "A pleasant idea of home you suggest, Mr. Moultrie." He smiles also. "I do not wonder you laugh at me; but I mean sense, for all that," he says. "You usually do," she says, sincerely, and eyes and solitaires glitter together. Sligo Moultrie is happy for one moment. The next he hears the musical bell of that other voice again.
In the next year John Screven of St. Luke's parish planted thirty or forty acres, and sold his yield at from 1s. 2d. to 1s. 6d. sterling per pound. Many other planters on the islands and the adjacent mainland now joined the movement. Some of them encountered failure, among them General Moultrie of Revolutionary fame who planted one hundred and fifty acres in St.
This gave great confidence to the moneyed men of New York, who immediately rallied to the support of the Government. To all appearance, about six hundred negroes were now at work, night and day, in perfecting the defenses of Fort Moultrie.
"You hear," said Ambrose. "Is that all right?" "I got go Moultrie," the little man said stolidly. "You can't!" cried Ambrose. Alexander merely sat like an image. This was highly exasperating to the white man. "You've got to go home, I tell you," he cried. "I not go home," the native said with strange apathy. "Gaviller kill me now." "Nonsense!" cried Ambrose. "He has got to respect the law."
Then, from the other side, came the "dam' nigger," that is to say, the drummer of the new shoes, beating his sheepskin at the head of about fifty men of the Washington Artillery, who were on their way back to town from Fort Moultrie.
But he did ask his old friend if he thought he really could defend the cob-house fort, which Lee had laughed to scorn. Moultrie was a man of few words, and replied simply, "I think I can." "General Lee wishes you to give up the fort," added Rutledge, "but you are not to do it without an order from me, and I will sooner cut off my right hand than write one."
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