The Minute Boys of the Mohawk Valley by James Otis
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bread from his pocket, began to munch it greedily as he said to me,
speaking indistinctly because of the fulness of his mouth: "I reckon, lad, we've passed the Britishers' lines, an' can begin to circle southward from this point." While we were creeping away from the fort, beginning the second journey before having had time to rest from the first, I had said to myself again and again that it was the act of madmen for us to make any attempt at gaining General Herkimer's forces. In the first place there was no real necessity for such dangerous labor, because the signal could have been given by Colonel Gansevoort at a reasonably early hour next morning, and thus our commander would have known that the message was delivered. We were risking our lives foolishly, and when the old soldier spoke of making a circle from that point, in a tone which told that he was very well contented with himself and what he had done, I lost my temper, and replied, sharply: "Ay, we have got through the lines safely because of the storm, which was a lucky chance in our favor, and one we could not have foreseen when you were so foolish as to propose that we go back to-night." "It would have pleased you better had we made the attempt to get into the fort?" "Ay, ten times over, for then instead of roaming these woods, taking a fool's chances of bein' shot down, we might be comfortable and in safety." "An' remained there so long as pleased Colonel Gansevoort, for once inside that fort we placed ourselves under his command." |
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