On the Kentucky Frontier: A Story of the Fighting Pioneers of the WestOtis, James
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On the Kentucky Frontier: A Story of the Fighting Pioneers of the West
Otis, James
United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Juvenile fiction
"He is laying plans for the new settlement which is to be made, and when
I told him it would give me pleasure to go with you and Simon Kenton,
he said he had other things of which to think."
"Does that mean you are free to go?"
"Now that he has companions there will be no thought of me. We will go,
Louis; but do you think we will come back?"
The question almost frightened me. I had thought only of being a scout
for such a brave party as was here encamped, and had given no heed to
the possible danger which awaited us, until reminded of it by Paul's
words.
CHAPTER V.
DOWN THE OHIO.
Paul's question as to whether we would ever come back caused me to be
attacked by timorousness, the first sensation of the kind I had
experienced since the venture was proposed.
Now the matter had been brought home to me in such an innocent way, I
began to realize all that this journey might mean. I had not spent my
life on the frontier without having heard of Major Clarke, and knew full
well he would not turn his back because of danger; in fact, should he
chance to lead his men into a place where their lives were imperiled,
the major's first thought would be as to how he might get the best of
the foe--not as to how he and his following could escape.
In addition to this, only a single glance was needed to show that the
work would be hot, once the force had come within striking distance of
the enemy. Major Clarke had enlisted none save old frontiersmen, each
one of whom had battled for his life against the painted wolves a dozen
times over, and I question if there was a man in the forest who had not
some private wrongs to avenge upon both savages and Britishers.
Knowing all this, one need be a simple who did not understand how sharp
would be the efforts to strike a telling blow once the company was in
the vicinity of the enemy, whether that enemy was a red-coated soldier,
or a half-naked, feather-bedecked brute such as had lived a life of
murdering and plundering since the first day the white men came into
that section of the country.
And Paul and I were to act, as best we might, the part of scouts in
advance of such a force as was this which followed Major Clarke! We
who, because of our ignorance, should have remained in the rear, would
lead the way, taking perforce the hottest of the fights because of being
the first to encounter the foe.
It is little wonder that I was overwhelmed with timorousness on
realizing for the first time what I had taken upon myself; but Paul, who
never dreamed of all we might seek out, remained calm and placid as if
ours was to be the most innocent of pleasure excursions.
The lad was surprised at finding me silent when he had done no more than
repeat what I had said to him a dozen times over, and asked solicitously
if I was ill.
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