A True Hero: A Story of the Days of William PennKingston, William Henry Giles
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A True Hero: A Story of the Days of William Penn
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Historical fiction; Quakers -- Fiction
"O Christison, I am very different from thee," answered Ford, for a
moment some better feeling rising in his bosom. Cowardice, however, and
want of confidence in others, made him very quickly add: "I harbour no
ill-will against any man. I had been anxious to see something of the
country, and finding that thou hadst started, I wished to join thee.
Thou canst not suppose that I should ever harbour any other feeling than
affection and regard for thee."
The day was drawing on, and most of the Indians had gone forth to hunt,
or to tend some cultivated ground in another part of the forest, when a
messenger arrived, bringing the information to Taminent, that the white
chief was coming to his camp. On hearing this, Taminent and the
principal men retired to their wigwams, and in a short time came forth
dressed in full Indian costume, with feathers in their hair, their
cheeks painted, and their dress ornamented with a variety of devices.
Wenlock had not seen Colonel Markham before leaving England, but
fortunately had with him his letter of introduction. In a short time a
fine, dignified-looking man, in military undress, attended by several
persons, was seen through an open glade of the forest approaching the
encampment. He advanced with free and easy steps, and saluted Taminent,
who received him in a dignified manner. As soon as the first ceremonies
were over, Wenlock presented his letter.
"I am truly glad to see you," said Colonel Markham, "and I trust your
patron and my good cousin will soon arrive and take the command of the
colony."
"It is reported in Upland and the other settlements that his ship is on
the way, and will soon be here," said Wenlock.
"I am glad to hear it," said the colonel; "and indeed, I am on my way
back, hoping to meet him. But, tell me, who is that pale young man and
the two seamen I have observed in the camp."
"They were endeavouring to make their way through the forest, and lost
it, as I did," answered Wenlock.
"He speaks truly," said Ford, who crawled up to where the colonel and
Wenlock were standing. "I wished to join my friend, that I might,
without delay, receive my directions from thee, Colonel Markham,"
said Ford, "and well-nigh lost my life in the service of my
fellow-creatures."
"Well; I doubt not, when Governor Penn arrives due attention will be
paid to the merits of all men in the colony," said the colonel. "For my
own part, I do not interfere in such matters."
Colonel Markham having spent the remainder of the day at the camp, and
rested there during the night, the Englishmen sleeping as securely as if
they were in their own country, the whole party set forth for the
settlements.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
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