The Border Watch: A Story of the Great Chief's Last StandAltsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
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The Border Watch: A Story of the Great Chief's Last Stand
Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
Frontier and pioneer life -- Juvenile fiction
They rushed upon the gullies, they cleaned out the first and second and
third and all; they helped the cannon across, and now the contact
between the two forces was perfect. They bore down upon the town, but
they encountered a new obstacle. Rallied by Timmendiquas and others the
warriors filled the strip of woods between the fields and Piqua. They
lay down in the undergrowth, they hid behind every tree, and shouting
their war cries, they refused to give another step. But Clark, the
astute, would not permit any diminution in the zeal of his men, now
carried to the highest pitch by seeming victory. He knew the danger of
allowing the fire of battle to grow cold.
He ordered a rifle fire of unparalleled rapidity to be poured into the
wood, and then the cannon were loaded and discharged at the same spot as
fast as possible. Not an Indian could show his head. Boughs and twigs
rattled down upon them. Saplings cut through at the base by cannon shot
fell with a crash. Although Timmendiquas, Moluntha, Captain Pipe and
others raged up and down, the warriors began to lose spirit. It was soon
told among them that Girty and all the other renegades had ceased
fighting and had retired to the town. Girty was a white man but he was
wise; he was faithful to the Indians; he had proved it many times, and
if he gave up the battle it must be lost. Never had the Indians fought
better than they had fought that day but it seemed to them that the face
of Manitou was turned from them.
While they doubted, while the moment of gloom was present, Clark with
his whole united force rushed into the wood, drove every warrior before
him, followed them into Piqua, and the Indian host was beaten.
CHAPTER XXII
THE LAST STAND
Every one of the five felt an immense exhilaration as they drove the
Indians back into the town. They were not cruel. They did not wish to
exult over a defeated enemy, but they had witnessed the terrible
suffering of the border, and they knew from the testimony of their own
eyes what awful cruelties a savage enemy in triumph could inflict. Now
Clark and the Kentuckians had struck directly at the heart of the Indian
power in the West. Chillicothe was destroyed and Piqua was taken. The
arms and ammunition sent to them by the power, seated in Canada, had not
availed them.
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