History of the Prophet Joseph, by His Mother — John Shaqi
History of the Prophet Joseph, by His MotherSmith, Lucy
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History of the Prophet Joseph, by His Mother
Smith, Lucy
Smith, Joseph, Jr., 1805-1844
The enemy then marched to Ticonderoga, New York, in order to
procure supplies, after which they immediately pursued us, but we
eluded them by hastening to Woodcreek, and thence to Fort Ann,
where we arrived on the 13th day of the month. We had just reached
this place, when the sentry gave information that the enemy was all
around us, in consequence of which we were suddenly called to arms.
Major Putman led the company, and Major Rogers brought up the rear.
We marched but three-quarters of a mile, when we came suddenly
upon a company of Indians that were lying in ambush. Major Putman
marched his men through their ranks, whereupon the Indians fired,
which threw our men into some confusion. Major Putnam was captured
by them, and would have been killed by an Indian, had he not been
rescued by a French lieutenant.
The enemy rose like a cloud, and fired a whole volley upon us, and
as I was in the foremost rank, the retreat of my company brought me
in the rear, and the tomahawks and bullets flew around me like hail
stones. As I was running, I saw not far before me a windfall, which
was so high that it appeared to me insurmountable, however, by
making great exertions, I succeeded in getting over it. Running a
little farther, I observed a man who had in this last conflict been
badly wounded, and the Indians were close upon him; nevertheless
I turned aside for the purpose of assisting him, and succeeded in
getting him into the midst of our army, in safety.
In this encounter, a man named Gersham Bowley, had nine bullets
shot through his clothes but received no personal injury. Ensign
Worcester received nine wounds, was scalped and tomahawked,
notwithstanding which, he lived, and finally recovered.
The above engagement commenced early in the morning, and continued
until about three o'clock p. m., in which half of our men were
either killed, wounded or taken prisoners. In consequence of this
tremendous slaughter we were compelled to send to Fort Edwards for
men, in order to assist in carrying our wounded, which were about
eighty in number.
The distance we had to carry them, was nearly fourteen miles. To
carry so many thus far, was truly very fatiguing, insomuch that
when we arrived at the place of destination, my strength was about
exhausted.
I proceeded immediately to Albany, for the purpose of getting
supplies, and returned again to the army as soon as circumstances
would admit.
Autumn having now arrived I went home, where I tarried the ensuing
winter.
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