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
When again night closed around the new settlement there were a dozen
cabins in process of being erected. If the good work kept up, more than
one might have a roof completed by another sunset.
A feeling of contentment reigned. Every one seemed delighted with the
location, and expressed a feeling of gratitude toward Colonel Boone,
in that he had guided them to this place, rather than allowed them to
settle elsewhere further up the river.
And, when another day was spent, the Armstrong cabin was among the
three that had the roof completed, so that they could actually move
their belongings inside, and feel as though their period of pilgrimage
were at an end, since once more they had a place to call home.
Trust that wife and mother to quickly add the delicate little
touches that would give it the familiar air to which all of them were
accustomed. It was commodious enough to allow of the wounded Indian's
being carried within, which task was performed by the two boys,
assisted by David himself; and the little mother superintended the job
of making him comfortable.
He was improving rapidly, and Bob knew that it would not be many days
before his patient would be able to walk, for the wound had started to
heal in a magical way.
Though Blue Jacket said little, he watched all the while. Not a thing
went on but that those beady black eyes saw it.
"I wonder what he thinks of it all," Mrs. Armstrong said several times,
as she noticed how he followed her around with his gaze, while she was
engaged in some of her household duties.
"I only hope he appreciates what you are doing for him enough not to
bring any of his friends down on us some fine night," said David, who
was only half reconciled to this state of affairs, and had little use
for the copper-colored sons of the wilderness.
As the days passed on, and there was no alarm of any kind, the new
settlers found reason to hope that the Indians, having been taught a
severe lesson in that battle of the night, meant to leave them alone.
"Niver belave thot," said the wise O'Mara, when he heard this opinion
expressed, "they do be the most treacherous av varmints. 'Tis the lot
av thim wud lull yees to slape, an' then take yees be surprise. Watch
always, me friends! Kape wun eye open whin yees slape! An' niver, niver
go away from home widout a gun an' plenty av powder an' ball. Faith,
I wudn't giv sixpence for the life av the man as niglected the proper
precautions whin dalin' wid ridskins."
More than a whole week had now gone since the little company of daring
souls came to a halt in this chosen spot; and then, one morning, there
fell in the midst of the Armstrong family an unexpected shock that took
every one by surprise.
CHAPTER XV
THE SUDDEN PERIL
"OH! he's gone!"
Bob uttered these words one morning just after daybreak. Being the
first to awaken, he had thought to start the fire so that his mother
might prepare an early breakfast, since all of them were so full of
business.
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