The Pioneer Boys of the Ohio; or, Clearing the Wilderness — John Shaqi
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
"It is the last straw," he said, bitterly; "and the end cannot come any
too soon now to please me. I shall be glad when we have wiped the dirt
of this place from our shoes. Boys, you did what any manly lad would
find himself compelled to do. I am not blaming you one bit. But after
this you must remain at home."
"But father, there is news," said Bob, as he suddenly remembered.
"They are coming here then, those brave souls from Carolina, who head
toward the setting sun?" asked David, showing the eagerness that
possessed his soul.
"Yes," returned the boy; "a messenger has arrived in town from the head
man in charge of the expedition, warning all who mean to accompany them
that they will arrive in three days, and only stop twenty-four hours.
This is the last settlement. When they leave here, it will be to enter
the wilderness."
"Glory be!" exclaimed the trapper, upon hearing this. "Then we will
soon be on our way, with all our troubles behind."
The good wife sighed. She did not anticipate such glorious things as
beckoned the others on. Perhaps she had forebodings in her gentle
heart that the new perils all pioneers must face might prove even more
formidable than those they were leaving behind; and that perchance one
of her loved ones might find an early grave in that new land, a victim
to the treachery of the red men.
But not for worlds would she utter one discouraging word. There seemed
no other course open to them; and the women of that day were every one
of them heroines, capable of enduring untold suffering in the search of
a place they could call home.
Two days afterwards, as promised, the emigrants made their appearance.
David had gone out to meet them on one of the horses.
"Fetch them here to camp beside our spring," his wife had told him;
"for we may be the only family meaning to join our fortunes with
theirs."
And sure enough, they camped near the cabin in the clearing, a round
three dozen in all, including some five more or less sturdy boys with
whom Bob and Sandy fraternized at once.
Then began a period of bustle, as the last preparations were undertaken
by the Armstrongs. Some of their things they gave in charge of the one
faithful neighbor who had remained true to them through good and evil
report. Perhaps at some day an opportunity might arise whereby these
precious, if bulky, heirlooms in the way of furniture could be brought
out to their new home. Just now such a thing was not to be considered
for a moment.
And then the last morning broke.
The brothers were brimming over with excitement, nor did they feel any
particular pain over quitting the place they had for so long called
home. It had ceased to have attraction for them since this shadow had
fallen; and they believed they would be happy to leave it forever.
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