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 reckon we can count on the river's bein' clear for the next thirty
miles, an' after we've gone that far it'll be a case of layin' alongside
the bank to wait for daylight, or takin' a quiet little scout ashore."
"As you did last night," I said quietly, giving but little heed to the
words, and a second later I could have bitten my tongue for having made
such a slip, for the scout said grimly:
"Perhaps it'll be as well if we don't talk much about last night. The
lad who leaves a canoe to search for a comrade who's out scoutin', not
havin' left any word as to where he might be goin', ain't in good trim
to cast up old scores at others."
Now it was I understood why Simon Kenton had refrained from making any
disagreeable remark when Paul told of our movements. He realized that we
had done a reckless thing, but was not minded to say what might have
hurt our feelings at a time when we had just aided in saving his life.
But for my quick tongue I should never have known that he realized fully
all my folly.
It can well be fancied that, after this reminder that I was not to be
trusted in time of danger, my lips remained closed, and in silence I set
about making ready for the journey.
The dugout which Kenton had decided to take was lying alongside, and in
her had already been placed such a supply of provisions as we might
need.
There was little for Paul and I to do save get our sleepy eyes wide
open, and clamber over the side of the flat-boat, a task which we
performed in silence.
Major Clarke was awake to give us his final instructions, and after he
had held a private conversation with Kenton, the latter came into the
canoe, casting off the hawser as he said in answer to a whispered remark
of the commander's:
"Never fear but that I know full well what may happen, an' you can count
on my bein' more careful than before."
I had an idea that these words might have reference to my foolishness of
the night previous, and did not seek to learn what Major Clarke had been
warning him against.
We pushed off into the darkness, our light craft moved quickly away by
the rapid current, and almost immediately it seemed as if we were wholly
alone in the wilderness once more.
Save to keep the canoe in mid-stream, Kenton made no effort to direct
her movements, and we floated down the river in silence, keeping sharp
watch on either bank while I promised myself never again to be guilty of
giving way to fear.
Paul, brave lad that he was, held his peace. Thus far he had covered
himself with the glory which can be gained when one is pitted against
such enemies as were ours, and the fact that I had not given him full
credit when there was an opportunity for so doing, only caused me to
feel the more keenly that he was my superior even though having had no
previous experience.
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