The World's Greatest Military Spies and Secret Service AgentsBarton, George
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The World's Greatest Military Spies and Secret Service Agents
Barton, George
Secret service; Spies
“Son,” he said in substance, “I am about to take a journey for the
purpose of visiting the big chief, King Philip. If all goes well I may
take you with me.”
This alarmed James. He dreaded the idea of going further into the
Indian country, perhaps to a point where it would be impossible for
him to make his escape. Besides that he had a good reason for wishing
to avoid a meeting with the king. He had once fought against Philip at
Mount Hope. He had taken a conspicuous part in the battle and he knew
that if the King recognized him he would be shot.
The next morning he arose before any one was stirring, and left the
camp. He urged Job to go along with him but the other spy refused to do
so.
“But you will be killed,” urged James, “when they discover my absence.
They will at once suspect that you are a spy, and that means death.”
Job shook his head.
“You go,” he said. “I don’t blame you for that. But I am going to stay
for a while. It may mean life or death, but I am willing to take my
chances.”
Nothing that James could say would shake the determination of Job.
So the younger Indian started on the return journey to Boston alone.
There had been severe storms and the snow lay deep on the ground. It
was necessary for the Indian to wear heavy snowshoes and this made
traveling all the more difficult.
When the Indian spy reached Boston he had a tale of unparalleled
hardships to relate to his white friends. But more important than that
was his story of the plans of the Indians against the settlers in and
around Lancaster. He was highly praised for the effective work he
had done and was showered with attentions by the white men and their
families. For the first time since the beginning of what is popularly
known as King Philip’s war an Indian was treated as though he were a
human being.
Indeed, it is no exaggeration to state that the exploit of the two
Indians did more to reinstate the redskins in the good graces of the
whites than anything that had occurred in years.
But curiously enough the settlers did little or nothing to protect
themselves against the expected attack. The very warning which should
have put them on their guard seemed to lull them into a false sense
of security. There were two reasons for this. The first one was that
the suspected danger was comparatively remote—a matter of weeks in
fact. Another and more important one was the desire to get further and
fuller information from the other Indian scout. Job was the shrewder
and more capable of the two messengers. It was just possible that the
abrupt departure of James might arouse the suspicion of the savages and
cause them to entirely revise their plans. James was closely questioned
concerning his companion.
“Why didn’t he come back with you?” he was asked.
James shrugged his shoulders and threw out his hands in a gesture of
hopelessness.
“He very stubborn man. Have his own way. No listen to poor James.”
“Do you think he intends to come back?”
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