threatens you, I order you immediately to surrender yourself, with all
your garrison, stores, etc. For, if I am obliged to storm, you may
depend on such treatment as is justly due to a murderer. Beware of
destroying stores of any kind or any papers or letters that are in your
possession, or hurting one house in town: for, by heavens! if you do,
there shall be no mercy shown you.
(Signed) G. R. CLARK."
In reply the British officer sent the following:
"Lieutenant-governor Hamilton begs leave to acquaint Colonel Clark that
he and his garrison are not disposed to be awed into any action unworthy
British subjects."
[452-7] Clark was a man of action, not a scholar; and the errors of
which his writings are full may well be overlooked, so full of interest
is what he says. The selections above have been slightly changed,
principally, however, in spelling and the use of capital letters.
Hamilton was sent in irons to Virginia and was kept in close
confinement, at Williamsburg, till nearly the end of the Revolution.
Washington wrote, as a reason for not exchanging the British prisoner,
that he "had issued proclamations and approved of practices, which were
marked with cruelty towards the people that fell into his hands, such as
inciting the Indians to bring in scalps, putting prisoners in irons, and
giving men up to be the victims of savage barbarity."
THREE SUNDAYS IN A WEEK
_Adapted from_ EDGAR A. POE
NOTE.--The ingeniousness of the idea in this story marks it as
Poe's, though it lacks some of the characteristics which we expect
to find in everything that came from the brain of that most unusual
writer. Many of his poems and many of his most famous stories, such
as _Ligeia_, _The Fall of the House of Usher_, _Eleanora_ and _The
Masque of the Red Death_, have a fantastic horror about them which
is scarcely to be found in the writings of any other man. _The Gold
Bug_, which is included in Volume IX of this series is a
characteristic example of another type of Poe's stories; it shows
at its best his marvelous inventive power.
_Three Sundays in a Week_, as given here, has been abridged
somewhat, though nothing that is essential to the story has been
omitted.
"You hard-hearted, dunder-headed, obstinate, rusty, crusty, musty,
fusty, old savage!" said I, in fancy, one afternoon, to my granduncle,
Rumgudgeon, shaking my fist at him in imagin
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