The Indian: On the Battle-Field and in the WigwamFrost, John
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The Indian: On the Battle-Field and in the Wigwam
Frost, John
Indians of North America
Their suspense was short. The Indians approached, till within a short
distance; they then halted, took deliberate aim, fired upon the logs,
and rushed forward with scalping knife, to take the scalps of the dead.
As soon as they were collected in a close body, more effectually
to execute their horrid intentions, the party of the sergeant, with
unerring aim, discharged their muskets upon the savages; not one of whom
escaped destruction.
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ADVENTURES OF DANIEL BOONE,
COMPRISING AN ACCOUNT OF THE WARS WITH THE INDIANS ON THE OHIO, WRITTEN
BY HIMSELF.
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T was on the first of May, 1769, that I resigned my domestic happiness,
and left my family and peaceful habitation on the Yadkin river, in North
Carolina, to wander through the wilderness of America, in quest of the
country of Kentucky, in company with John Finley, John Stuart, Joseph
Holden, James Monay, and William Cool.
On the 7th of June, after travelling in a western direction, we found
ourselves on Red River, where John Finley, had formerly been trading
with the Indians, and from the top of an eminence saw with pleasure the
beautiful level of Kentucky. For some time we had experienced the most
uncomfortable weather. We now encamped, made a shelter to defend us from
the inclement season, and began to hunt and reconnoitre the country. We
found abundance of beasts in this vast forest. The buffaloes were more
numerous than cattle on their settlements, browsing on the leaves of the
cane, or cropping the herbage on these extensive plains. We saw hundreds
in a drove, and the numbers around the salt springs were amazing. In
this forest, the habitation of beasts of every American kind, we hunted
with great success until December.
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On the 22d of December, John Stuart and I had a pleasing ramble; but
fortune changed the day at the close of it. We passed through a great
forest, in which stood myriads of trees, some gay with blossoms, others
rich with fruits. Nature was here a series of wonders, and a fund of
delight. Here she displayed her ingenuity and industry in a variety
of flowers and fruits, beautifully colored, elegantly shaped, and
charmingly flavored; and we were favored with numberless animals
presenting themselves perpetually to our view. In the decline of the
day, near Kentucky river, as we ascended the brow of a small hill, a
number of Indians rushed out of a cane brake and made us prisoners.
The Indians plundered us and kept us in confinement seven days. During
this time we discovered no uneasiness or desire to escape, which made
them less suspicious; but in the dead of night, as we lay by a large
fire in a thick cane brake, when sleep had locked up their senses, my
situation not disposing me to rest, I gently awoke my companion. We
seized this favorable opportunity and departed; directing our course
towards the old camp, but we found it plundered and our company
destroyed or dispersed.
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