The Pioneer Boys of the Ohio; or, Clearing the WildernessRathborne, St. George
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The Pioneer Boys of the Ohio; or, Clearing the Wilderness
Rathborne, St. George
Frontier and pioneer life -- Juvenile fiction; Ohio River -- Juvenile fiction
Would the new country offer them as comfortable a home as this? After
all, so long as the mother were spared, it must ever be her deft hand
that made home what it was; and no matter whether here in Virginia, or
far off on the banks of the storied Ohio, it would be the same.
"But how about the Indians, Pat?" asked Sandy finally. "You have told
us little of the red men. Are they disposed to be friendly; or would we
have to fight whenever we ran across them?"
"That is the only darrk spot to the picture, me byes," returned the
trapper, with a sigh. "Sorry am I to say the same, but the rid divels
are all for makin' throuble. But 'tis numbers that may hould thim in
check. Troth, if enough whites iver r'ach the shore of that enchantin'
river, they kin bid the Injuns defiance. In union there is strength, ye
know, Sandy, bye. 'Tis thim same rid divils that gives me pain in me
hearrt."
To the boys, however, this was not so serious a drawback. In common
with most young fellows of the day they had a contempt for the valor of
the native sons of the forest. It was not so with the gentle mother;
and her eyes involuntarily sought those of her husband, while she
shivered at the thought of the loneliness that must encompass pilgrims
who emigrated beyond the mountain chain, losing themselves in the
untracked wilderness.
But David was himself rapidly coming around. It is human nature not to
compare the ills we know not of with those visible ones by which we
find ourselves confronted on every hand.
And when Mary saw the way in which his face was set, she knew, just as
well as if he had spoken, that the die was cast. They would go into the
wilderness, and hew out a new home _somewhere_. The sturdy spirit of
the early pioneers had been fully awakened, and the call of the west
could no longer be ignored. Destiny was pushing them on.
CHAPTER VII
INTO THE UNKNOWN LAND
DURING the following two days peace reigned around the humble home of
the Armstrongs; but this was partly because no one went into the town
again save the father, who came home on the second afternoon leading
two horses, at sight of which the boys could hardly repress their
shouts of satisfaction.
This told them that the die was indeed cast, for little need they would
have of horses, save as beasts of burden in case of migration. Wagons
could not be used, so O'Mara had declared, because much of the long
journey must be accomplished along those winding buffalo trails that
traversed the forest, for of roads there were absolutely none.
It was at this time there arose a necessity for some supplies, and the
brothers were told to go into town to obtain the same. Apparently David
had succeeded in securing the funds he so badly needed, showing that
one staunch friend must have stood by him.
The mother looked wistfully after her boys when they hurried away,
filled with new enthusiasm because of the nearness of the time when
they would depart from the scene of all their woes.
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