With Perry on Lake Erie : $b a tale of 1812 — John Shaqi
With Perry on Lake Erie : $b a tale of 1812Otis, James
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With Perry on Lake Erie : $b a tale of 1812
Otis, James
United States -- History -- War of 1812 -- Juvenile fiction
They were speaking of certain vessels which would arrive most likely
before sunrise; of yet more troops to come, and before having passed
out of earshot referred to the defenceless position of our fleet at
Presque Isle, although not putting it as strong as was the fact.
All this my father knew full well from rumors which had been brought
to him by the people round about, and also through messages sent by
General Porter of Black Rock.
We had gained nothing especial save the confirmation of his fears, and
it surely seemed as if now was come the moment when we could discover
all it was necessary our people should know.
Such thought was in my mind when Alec pressed my arm to attract
attention, and motioned that we follow the group.
I was not averse to obeying him, for at that moment danger was
forgotten.
It was not a simple matter to thus play the part of spies successfully,
and in order to avoid discovery we were forced to remain at such a
distance in the rear that only now and then was it possible to catch a
word of the conversation.
Intent on discovering the time set for the attack, we became more
heedless, and gave attention only to those in advance, when, without
the slightest warning, we came full upon a squad of soldiers most
likely sent out to relieve the sentinels.
So near were we to these redcoats before they discovered us, or we
them, that I might, by stretching out my hand, have touched the
foremost, and for an instant they must have believed us a portion of
the force from the encampment.
One of them hailed us in a friendly manner, asking where we were bound,
and another continued on as if to pass us by.
Had we been quicker witted I believe there was a chance of giving them
the slip; but our silence, and the attempt on Leon’s part to make his
way into the bushes, betrayed us.
The man nearest touched me on the shoulder, and with the weight of his
hand there came into my mind full knowledge of the imminent peril which
threatened. Taken prisoners now, it was reasonable to suppose some
one might recognize us as the lads who had been captured three months
before, and there could no longer be any question but that we were
spies.
It would be almost certain death to yield, and the position of affairs
could not be rendered worse by resistance.
“We must never be taken!” I said half to myself, and for an instant it
was as if I had in my arms the strength of a dozen men.
Wresting, by a sudden movement, the musket from the hands of the man
who would have made me his prisoner, I struck out right and left, and
in an instant we three lads were fighting desperately, as will even
rats when they find themselves cornered.
CHAPTER VII.
IN HIDING.
It is impossible for me to describe of my own knowledge all that took
place during five minutes or more after I grappled with the Britisher.
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