Frontier and pioneer life -- Québec (Province) -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Short stories
“It is ended: the die is cast, whatever the result may be. After dinner
squads of men begin to chop out a road from Smith’s, and tomorrow Izard
comes with reinforcements and under him we bear the banner of the
United States into Canada.”
“And what do you propose doing with me when you advance?” asked Morton.
“Hum! To leave you behind means your being returned to Four Corners,
with a chance of meeting the fate you twice escaped. It is against
all military rule, but you must go with us. I will not risk you in the
hands of these legal Sons of Mars--Spooner et al.”
“Thank you, Colonel; again you have placed me under an obligation I can
never repay.”
“I hope not,” answered the Colonel with a smile, “I’d rather not be His
Majesty’s prisoner even with Lieutenant Morton as my custodian.”
“No, never; I wish to pay my debt of gratitude in no such way.”
“Say no more, Morton, on that score. The happiest days I have spent
this summer have been since I made your acquaintance. If I did you a
good turn, I have had compensation. And now to work: there comes a
waggon creaking under its load of chopping axes.”
The conversation took place at an outpost of Hampton’s army, close
upon the frontier, styled Douglas camp in official documents but known
familiarly among the soldiers as Fort Hickory, from the character of
the trees that prevailed at this spot. Colonel Vanderberg, instead of
placing Morton in custody as he half anticipated, when he dismounted
after his ride from Four Corners, took him into the house where he
was quartered, and told him in few words he was again on parole and
his guest. Without farther allusion to the humiliating and perilous
position from which he had snatched him, Col. Vanderberg made him
his friend and associate and each passing day strengthened the bond
between them. Each had experiences of interest to the other. The
Colonel had tales of peril on the Pennsylvania and Ohio frontiers in
protecting the settlements from Indian attacks, and Morton, in return,
gratified his curiosity as to the organization and character of the
British army and English life and habits.
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