The conversation now became general. The Loyalists were thoroughly
aroused, and all the men agreed to help the rangers against the enemy.
Davidson did not explain what he intended to do, but asked all to trust
him for the present. With this the Loyalists were satisfied, and they
went back to their houses to make preparations for their march against
the rebels.

Davidson and his men slept upon the ground that night, wrapped in their
blankets. This had been their life for years, so they thought nothing
of it. These rangers who knew every trail and stream in the country,
were at home wherever night overtook them. Possessions they had none.
A life of indolence and ease they despised. The spirit of adventure
animated their souls, and their only creed was loyalty to King George.
With such men Davidson wielded a strong influence in a region where the
King's regular forces could not penetrate. It was largely due to such
bands of men that England's prestige was maintained in the heart of the
wilderness.




CHAPTER XIV

WHERE THE RANGERS LED

The next day there was considerable stir at the settlement. The women
were busy cooking, while the men spent some time cleaning their muskets
and "running" bullets. All felt anxious, and serious faces were seen
among the Loyalists. Old Mammy was greatly disturbed, and Jean found
it difficult to calm her fears.