Hawk's Nest; or, The Last of the Cahoonshees.: A Tale of the Delaware Valley and Historical Romance of 1690.Allerton, James M. (James Martin)
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Hawk's Nest; or, The Last of the Cahoonshees.: A Tale of the Delaware Valley and Historical Romance of 1690.
Allerton, James M. (James Martin)
Delaware River Valley (N.Y.-Del. and N.J.) -- Fiction; Historical fiction
The threat of Tom Quick mentioned in the preceding chapter was one
that was not made in vain. It was made while he was standing in the
presence of his dead father. On finding the body, he turned it over and
exclaimed, “dead and scalped.” Tradition says that from that moment he
was a changed man. His love for the society of the Indians forsook him,
and his only thought was revenge; and turning to his mother and other
friends said, “You will see that father is properly buried, I have other
work to do. From this time my work will be to avenge my father’s death.”
Then followed the vow recorded in the former chapter—“To kill all and
spare none.” And left his friends to perform the last office to the dead,
and went forth on his mission of revenge. For two years after this he
was seldom seen in the settlements, and then only long enough to procure
powder and shot, which was his chief stock in trade. Tom seldom talked
and then only to hunters or those he could rely on to keep his secrets;
except to himself and to his gun, which was of the largest size, being
seven feet four inches long and weighed 21 pounds, and carried a ball one
inch in diameter. It was an old saying that when one of Tom’s bullets
went through an Indian, that it made two windows in him and a hall
between them. I have said that Tom seldom talked except to himself and
he did the most of this when he was alone, or at least when he thought
he was alone. But he was heard on several occasions, and tradition has
handed down to us several of his soliloquies. The following is a fair
sample of his home talk. He had been out on a hunt and had returned to
his cabin in the edge of evening with a saddle of venison. He hung the
venison up on the corner of the house and looked toward the east where he
saw a full moon, when he soliloquized as follows:
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