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
I pushed on at a swift pace that we might put the greatest possible
distance between them and us before the day should have fully come; and
the sun was rising when we halted for a breathing spell.
Now I found that Paul had much the same idea as I regarding Kenton's
whereabouts, save that he contended the scout had continued on down the
river, believing a band of twenty would hardly attempt to lay an ambush
for three or four boats heavily laden with armed men.
"A party like that might do great mischief firing upon the boats from
the thicket," I said, "and if Simon Kenton saw them, I make certain he
has gone back. If not, we may gain some little credit, although hardly
enough to counterbalance the shame, by returning."
We knew the volunteers would begin the journey as soon as day broke,
therefore within an hour, if we traveled at our best pace, it should be
possible to hail the foremost craft.
The Indians might also move in the same direction, therefore it stood us
in hand to advance as rapidly as possible, and I led the way once more
at my best pace.
Lest it may seem that I set down too much concerning what we did, and
too little regarding the brave men who were about to risk their lives in
order that the settlers on the frontier might be more safe, this
account shall be cut short with no further mention of ourselves until we
saw, far in the distance, the first of the flat-boats.
Making our way with all speed to the outermost portion of the point on
which we were standing at the moment, we waved our arms vigorously, not
daring to shout, and the craft was yet a quarter of a mile away when we
saw by the commotion aboard that our signals had been seen and
understood.
Then two men set out in a canoe, paddling in advance of the unwieldy
flat-boat in order that there might be no necessity of her rounding-to,
and within a comparatively short time we were ferried out to the larger
craft, on which was Major Clarke, eager to learn why we were returning.
I had no desire to shield myself, although knowing full well that in the
minds of such men as listened to the story I had committed almost a
crime in deserting the canoe while Simon Kenton was ashore. The entire
tale was told without reserve, and then was I gladdened by the major's
words:
"It may be fortunate that you acted the part of a foolish lad, for
certain it is that Simon Kenton would not have disregarded such a
company as you saw on shore. It must be that he either failed to find
them, or came across another band. It stands us in hand to look after
the party of reptiles lest they be on their way to Corn Island, there to
fall upon the women and children."
Having said this he gave certain orders to the men, and without delay
the long sweeps were worked until the heavy craft was forced close into
the western bank, where she was made fast.
Then thirty or more were ordered ashore, the major going with them after
he had given us lads permission to follow.
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