Elkswatawa : $b or, The prophet of the west. A tale of the frontierFrench, James Strange
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Elkswatawa : $b or, The prophet of the west. A tale of the frontier
French, James Strange
Tippecanoe, Battle of, Ind., 1811 -- Fiction
“Well, as soon as old Jupe spoke to me, I looked about, and seed five
coming right along in the direction in which I was. They were well
loaded, and I knowed at once that they had been down upon the
settlements, and were now making their way to the river, that they
might cross over and get clear. Although I saw them, I knew they
hadn't seen me; so I gathered up my things to start off, without
thinking that old Jupe was so badly cut she could'nt follow. When I
was ready, I looked at old Jupe,—she tried to get up, but could'nt,—my
eyes felt watery, for I hated to leave her, and I had'nt a minute to
spare. But old Jupe was a sensible dog; yes, as I said before, she was
a nice thing, for without speaking a word, she poked her nose under
the leaves, as much as to say, cover me over, and leave me. I did so,
and gitting a tree between me and the Ingens, I streaked it. You ought
to have seen me run, to know how fast a man ought to move when Ingens
are after him. Well, arter streaking it awhile, I thought it would
never do to go off that way, and know nothing about 'em, so I began to
haul in my horns, and back a little. I got behind a tree, and kept a
sharp look out:—presently I seed them all coming straight towards me;
so I buckled off agin, and went for some distance, like a bear through
a cane brake, and then stopped, and took a stand. I had'nt been there
long, before I seed them coming agin. The reason why I saw them so
often was, that I kept before them, knowing that they were making
straight for the river. I watched them narrowly, looked at 'em with
both eyes wide open, and saw they did'nt seem to have any notion of
me, but were putting it down fast and heavy that they might git
across. It was now getting dark, and I knew that under cover of the
night, as they did not suspect any body was near 'em, I could keep
close enough to watch them without their knowing it, and this I
determined to do, thinking that by possibility something might happen,
to pay me for my trouble. You all know I never spared an Ingen; no,
there don't breathe one who can say I ever showed him any favour.
Well, I kept on before 'em until I got down upon the river bank. It
was then quite dark, and growing more so every minute; for a fog was
rising from the surface of the water. I looked about to see if they
had a boat there, thinking if they had one, I would take it, and let
them git across as they could. I was searching longer than I thought
for, and did'nt know how the time passed, for suddenly I heard them
coming down to the river, at the very point where I was. I was now
skeered, and looked about to see if I could get out of the way; but
there was no place to hide, and it was too late to escape, either up
or down the bank. I'm a gone case, thought I,—used up at last; but
just at that moment, I saw a large log or tree, which had been lodged
by some high freshet; for one end of it still rested on the bank,
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