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
Therefore it is that nothing shall be set down regarding the march
across the wilderness, during which we met with no other adventure than
the capture of one of Rocheblave's spies, whom we met the second day
after leaving the river.
It chanced to be the good fortune of us three--meaning Simon Kenton,
Paul and myself--to come across the fellow while he was cooking a fat
turkey, and although it was by no means to his liking, we forced him to
go back with us to Major Clarke. He claimed to be an honest settler of
Kaskaskia, whose sympathies were with the struggling colonists; but John
Lucas had told us that there were few in the settlement thus disposed,
and Simon Kenton believed it safer to hold him for a certain time, than
run the chances of letting him go whithersoever he would.
The hunters from the outposts soon settled his fate, for they recognized
in him one who had been most active in inciting the Indians against the
settlers of Kentucky, and but for Major Clarke's bold stand he would
have been put out of the world in the quickest possible manner, as
indeed he should have been, for I counted him a more deliberate murderer
even than the savages, and equally culpable.
However, we held him close prisoner by tying him between two of the
strongest men, and I venture to say that during the remainder of our
tramp through the wilderness he got a reasonably good idea of how
innocent women and children fare when they are forced to accompany
savage captors.
Our progress was reasonably rapid, and yet no precautions were spared to
prevent surprise.
Twenty of the party, among whom were Simon Kenton, Paul and myself,
remained two miles or more in advance of the main body, spreading out in
what nowadays would be called a skirmish line, and taking exceeding good
care that nothing escaped our attention.
It was on the afternoon of the fourth day of July when we arrived within
a mile of the outpost, having every reason to believe that thus far
Monsieur Rocheblave was ignorant that we proposed to deprive him of his
command.
Had it not been for the opportune meeting with the four hunters, I
question if we should have been able to advance secretly thus near; but
they, acquainted with all the approaches to the settlement, and knowing
where we would be less likely to attract attention, led us safely on
until we were in a good position to begin the work on hand.
Although there were more than four hundred in the party, we remained
five hours hidden almost beside the garrison, and yet no suspicion of
our presence was aroused.
None other, save men familiar with frontier life, could have
accomplished what at this time seems to me almost impossible, even
though I know full well it was done.
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