Chapters (67)
- Cover
- Contents
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Principal Characters
- BOOK I
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- BOOK II
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- BOOK III
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- CHAPTER 38
- CHAPTER 39
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- CHAPTER 42
- CHAPTER 43
- CHAPTER 44
- CHAPTER 45
- CHAPTER 46
- CHAPTER 47
- CHAPTER 48
- CHAPTER 49
- CHAPTER 50
- CHAPTER 51
- CHAPTER 52
- CHAPTER 53
- CHAPTER 54
- CHAPTER 55
- CHAPTER 56
- Epilogue
- About the Author
- Copyright
He soon heard some commotion outside and the movement of feet toward the mill house and presumed that Husband had arrived. Ethan had no trouble looking over the heads of others and saw the leader of the Regulators walk in, accompanied by several other men. He was a stocky man, not much more than five feet tall but weighing about two hundred pounds. He had a florid face and piercing eyes, and paused just inside the door to become accustomed to the darker interior and to look around for familiar faces. One of those he recognized was Henry.
During this half minute or so, the crowd opened enough to form a passageway from the door to the sacking platform just below the main millstone. Then Husband moved forward with measured steps, not speaking but nodding briefly to several other men he seemed to know. Without hesitation, he mounted the three steps, turned, and looked down into the upturned faces of the crowd. With slow and deliberate movements he removed his slouch felt hat, exposing a snow-white forehead and a full head of reddish hair, wiped his face with a bandanna, and replaced his hat. When he finally spoke, it was with a surprisingly low voice, requiring that his audience be exceptionally quiet. He seemed somewhat timid and ill at ease, but was clearly in charge of the meeting.
āIām glad to see so many of you here, and want to thank Brother Maddock for letting us use his mill house as a meeting place. Let me introduce Charles Robinson of Anson County and Christopher Nation of Rowan County. They are substantial farmers and good men, as all those who know them will attest. Also, I want to acknowledge the presence of Mr. Edmund Fanning, a well-known local attorney, who I understand is here to represent Governor Tryon as his secretary.ā
Everyone turned to look at Mr. Fanning, a wealthy man who owned a large house in Hillsborough and was influential around the courthouse. Ethan and Henry had not noticed the nondescript man before, but now saw him in a corner, trying to look at ease as he leaned against a wall stud. He nodded his head slightly and ostentatiously opened a notebook, to indicate that he would be making entries throughout the meeting, taking note of each person and then apparently writing down his name or some description.