On the Kentucky Frontier: A Story of the Fighting Pioneers of the West — John Shaqi
On the Kentucky Frontier: A Story of the Fighting Pioneers of the WestOtis, James
History
On the Kentucky Frontier: A Story of the Fighting Pioneers of the West
Otis, James
United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Juvenile fiction
Simon Kenton led us directly to the hut set apart for the use of Major
Clarke, and there introduced us to the commander of the expedition, who
bid us welcome in such a hearty fashion that even Mr. Sampson must have
forgotten what he had said about "accepting charity."
Mother was taken in charge by some of the women, and we four, meaning
Simon Kenton, the Sampsons, father and son, and myself, were given the
use of a lean-to made of brush--not a substantial shelter; but to me,
who had well-nigh come to an end of my endurance, it was most inviting.
Even Kenton himself felt the effects of the long tramp; and we indulged
in no conversation that night, each member of the party falling asleep
as soon as he was on the ground.
Paul and I were early abroad next morning. To him there was no novelty
in such a throng, for he told me solemnly that he had seen in Maryland
many more people bent on merrymaking than could be found on Corn Island,
and I was forced to believe the lad, although it hardly seemed possible.
As I have said, there were no less than twenty families who had come
down with the major's force to find homes in the wilderness, and,
learning in some way, I know not how, that I was the son of a settler,
many of them gathered around to learn how we had fared on our clearing.
There was more than one pale face among the women and younger children
when I told of my father's death, and I dare say but few would have
remained to build homes nearabout the Ohio River if it had been possible
for them to get back to the settlement they had just left.
Mr. Sampson appeared like a different man now that he was with a throng
of people. He no longer seemed to think it necessary he should return
to Maryland, where a wife and two children awaited his coming; but
declared that he would join his fortunes with those who counted on
building up a village on the frontier.
Paul kept close by my side as I talked with the men concerning the
expedition on which Major Clarke was to lead them, and when, late on
that first day in camp, I told him of my intention to join the force as
a volunteer, he declared that nothing would please him better than to be
my comrade.
"If my father is willing, I shall go," he said quietly; but in a tone
which told me that he was one with a will of his own, and not likely to
be led by the nose against his own desire or inclination.
At the first opportunity I sought out Simon Kenton to tell him of Paul's
plans, and the young scout said heartily:
"I like the lad, and will be glad to have him with us, although for a
time he may cost us some trouble."
"He is quick to learn, I fancy, and by observing those around him, will
soon be able to get about in a proper fashion," I replied confidently,
whereupon the scout surprised me by saying:
"There will be none save you an' me for him to see."
"What then will have become of all this gathering?" I asked in
astonishment.
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