unsentried

Updated: June 29, 2025

And so, taking surly harshness for a mask when my heart was nigh bursting with shame and grief, I turned my back and cut him off. Looking back upon the hazards and chance-takings of our adventure in the wilderness, I recall no more promising risk than that we ran by sleeping unsentried within rifle-shot, for aught we knew, of the camp of the enemy.

Francis Lynde - The Master of Appleby: A Novel Tale Concerning Itself in Part with the Great Struggle in the Two Carolinas; but Chiefly with the Adventures Therein of Two Gentlemen Who Loved One and the Same Lady