loped in the greedy flames.

From the deck of the Adam and Eve, the loyalists witnessed the stern,
uncompromising resolution of the rebels. The sun was just rising, and
his broad, red disc was met in his morning glory with flames as bright
and as intense as his own. The Palace, the State House, the large Garter
Tavern, the long line of stores, and the Warehouse, all in succession
were consumed. The old Church, the proud old Church, where their fathers
had worshipped, was the last to meet its fate. The fire seemed unwilling
to attack its sacred walls, but it was to fall with the rest; and as the
broad sails of the gay vessel were spread to the morning breeze, which
swelled them, that devoted old Church was seen in its raiment of fire,
like some old martyr, hugging the flames which consumed it, and pointing
with its tapering steeple to an avenging Heaven.

CHAPTER XXXVIII.

"We take no note of time but by its loss."
_Young._

It is permitted to the story teller, like the angels of ancient
metaphysicians, to pass from point to point, and from event to event,
without traversing the intermediate space or time. A romance thus
becomes a moving panorama, where the prominent objects of interest pass
in review before the eyes of the spectator, and not an atlas or chart,
where the toiling student, with rigid scrutiny must seek the latitude
and longitude of every object which meets his view.

Availing ourselves of this privilege, we will pass rapidly over the
events which occurred subsequently to the burning of Jamestown, and
again resume the narrative where it more directly affects the fortunes
of Hansford and Virginia. We will then suppose that it is about the
first of January, 1677, three months after the circumstances detailed in
the last chapter. Nathaniel Bacon, the arch rebel, as the loyal
historians and legislators of his day delighted to call him, has passed
away from the scenes of earth. The damp trenches of Jamestown, more
fatal than the arms of his adversaries, have stilled the restless
beating of that bold heart, which in other circumstances might have
insured success to the cause of freedom. An industrious compiler of the
laws of Virginia, and an ingenious commentator on her Colonial History,
has suggested from the phraseology of one of the Acts of the Assembly,
that Bacon met his fate by the dagger of the assassin, employed by the
revengeful Berkeley. But t