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Updated: June 12, 2025
Our uncle's followers, including Sam Hodding, his factotum, were sturdy fellows, and if some of them were not very bright, they were all, he said, as true as steel, while he believed that the two blacks, influenced by gratitude, would prove perfectly faithful. He brought word that Mr Bracher was said to be very ill.
"Faith! we're wasting time talking to the fellows," cried Uncle Denis; "let's begin to treat them as they deserve. If they don't go away, I'll knock over that big blackguard Bracher, and his crew will soon be taking to their heels if they haven't him to lead them on." My father, although a soldier, was as averse as any man to shedding blood.
"We will show them that they are not likely to succeed, and that they will pay dearly for the attempt if they again try to break open the door," he said. "Mr Bracher," he shouted, "understand that I don't wish to be your enemy, and have no unkind feeling towards you. You have made an unwarrantable attack on my house. No harm has as yet come of it.
"I call no man master, but if you mean Silas Bracher, he is not the person to change his intentions, so I shall give him your answer," replied the overseer, who, without more ado, turned his horse's head, and rejoined his companions, when the three rode away in the direction from whence they had come.
It was wonderful the progress he made in a short time, showing that the minds of the negro race are as capable of imbibing knowledge as those of white men. There was still a considerable risk that Dio might be recognised by some of the friends of Mr Bracher who might pass that way, and my father had determined to start with him in a few days on his projected journey northwards.
We therefore conducted him to my father, who, after charging him to keep his own counsel, and not let Silas Bracher know the information he had given, told him that he was at liberty to return to his friends. Great indeed was his look of astonishment.
Now that we've got the black, I wish that we had let the girls alone, they'll only cause trouble, for old Bracher won't know what to do with them." "We'd better leave them, then, to shift for themselves, they'll find their way home somehow or other; it matters little to us if they don't," answered another.
"If he comes at all, it will give old Bracher an opportunity of shooting him, that's what they'd like to do better than anything else," remarked a third. The men continued talking on the same subject, but they had said enough as to the girls being carried off.
We remained a couple of days more to recruit, and then set out on our return home. Uncle Denis accompanied us part of the first day's journey. "Keep clear of Master Silas Bracher," he observed as we were about to part. "I have no wish to meet him again, for he is more likely to pick a quarrel and send a bullet through a man's body than to do him any good."
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