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
"Accordin' to my way of thinkin', lads, our work is done," the scout
said, late on that night after we took possession of Cahokia. "There's
naught left us to do save retrace our steps, for I should guess that you
were not minded to remain in either of these settlements as members of
the garrison."
"Indeed we are not," I replied promptly. "My mother awaits me at Corn
Island, and unless she decides to go back to the land which my father
cleared, I must set about making a home for her."
"I have no wish to remain," Paul added. "It may not be that my father
needs me; but I have a mother in Maryland, and service in a garrison is
not pleasing. If, as you believe, the work laid out for Major Clarke has
been accomplished, Louis Nelson and I will return with you, if it so be
you are going back."
"Indeed I am, my boy," Simon Kenton replied with the air of one who
anticipates much pleasure in the future. "Now that there is no longer a
shadow over me, I am as eager to find my father and my mother as are you
lads to meet yours."
"When shall we return?" I asked, for now that the homeward journey was
being considered, I, who really had no home, was eager to begin it.
"It was understood between Major Clarke and myself that I might be at
liberty to turn back whenever Captain Bowman should state he no longer
required my services, and I reckon, lads, that the time has come. Wait
you here until I learn what he has to say regardin' the matter."
Within an hour it was decided that we three were to carry Captain
Bowman's report to Major Clarke, and when I lay down to sleep that night
it was with the knowledge that at the first light of dawn we would begin
the sixty-mile journey, counting on making it within four-and-twenty
hours with but little labor, since from this point we could proceed in
a canoe, aided by the swiftly running current.
We set out as had been decided upon, one of the settlers in Cahokia
willingly lending us a dugout, with the understanding that we should
leave it at Kaskaskia to be returned whenever opportunity offered, and
before midnight Simon Kenton was giving to Major Clarke the account of
our successes.
We remained three days longer at this post; but all that happened which
concerned us three may be told in few words.
It was decided that all save those who chose to remain to man the
garrisons might return whenever it pleased them, and, knowing that fifty
or more who had left relatives on Corn Island were counting on going
back soon, we three waited for them in order that our force might be so
large as to deter the savages who were possibly lurking about the banks
of the Ohio River, from making an attack.
When three days had passed, however, we found that none of the men were
disposed to begin quite so soon what would doubtless prove an arduous
undertaking, and Simon Kenton laid the matter before us by saying:
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