Forest Glen; or, The Mohawk's FriendshipKellogg, Elijah
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Forest Glen; or, The Mohawk's Friendship
Kellogg, Elijah
Frontier and pioneer life -- Juvenile fiction; Quakers -- Juvenile fiction
The next question to be decided was, who should go and who remain. The
young men all wanted to go, of course, and were burning to distinguish
themselves before the Province, for which as yet they had had no
opportunity; but, on the other hand, the older people were equally
anxious, and even more so. Both Stewart and Israel Blanchard, who had
heretofore remained at home,--not, indeed, for the same reason as the
young men, seeing they had established their reputation for conduct
and courage, and outgrown the enthusiasm of youth,--desired now to go,
as they saw in this movement (the choice of the commander, and quality
of men sought for) an opportunity to strike an effectual blow at their
implacable foes, and to procure safety for themselves in the future;
and with most of them the desire of revenge entered largely into the
account.
This explains the indifference and even contempt with which the
proposition of Rangely was at first met by men still smarting under
the recollections connected with Braddock's defeat; and likewise
the sudden change in their opinions, when, in reply to Honeywood's
question, Rangely gave the name of a leader well known and trusted,--a
man who had grown up among the perils of the frontier.
"It seems to me, neighbors," said Israel Blanchard, "that Mr. Holdness
had better go and see what he can do with the Black Rifle before we
attempt to pick out the men; because it will make a vast difference in
respect to who and how many we are to leave in garrison, whether the
Black Rifle will agree to help us or not."
The next morning Holdness and Rangely, whose paths for some distance
were the same, started; one to return to his commanding officer, the
other to meet the Black Rifle.
Holdness found that restless being busily engaged making a canoe (from
bark he had peeled in the spring) for a fall hunt. He welcomed Holdness
with great cordiality; who, laying aside his pack and rifle, instantly
set at work helping him (much to the gratification of the captain,
as it is quite inconvenient for one person to build a birch alone),
mentioning never a word about the business on which he came, and
accepting the invitation of his old comrade to spend the night. While
they were eating supper the Black Rifle said,--
"Brad, I'm right glad to see you, but I don't believe you came here
just to help me build this birch: so, whatever your business is, out
with it, and we'll talk it over to-night afore the campfire."
Holdness laid the whole matter before this veteran leader, and asked
what he thought of the plan.
"I think well of the thing: it's what should have been done at the
first. I see what you're after: you want to put all the strength
you've got into this thing, 'cause you think it's a move in the right
direction, and the first one, too, after so long a time; and you Wolf
Run folks are just the chaps who can do it. But you're consarned about
your families while you're gone; and that ties your hands."
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