The Minute Boys of the Mohawk Valley by James Otis
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single hair from the true course.
Not until we were come to the trail which led to Oriskany did the old man halt, and then it was to say to me: "From this on I'm allowin' we had better be cautious how we move." "But surely there is no danger of meetin' any of the savages now," I said, like a simple, and he replied, with a laugh: "True for you, lad; but General Herkimer was to begin an advance on the mornin' after we left camp, and he should be nearabout. To run upon his sentinels in the darkness might not be agreeable." From that on, until half an hour had passed, we pressed forward cautiously, and well it was that we did so, for suddenly I came upon a levelled musket, which would have been discharged but for my crying out quickly, as I swerved to one side: "We are messengers for the general! We are friends!" "You come from an odd direction if that be true," was the reply, and at the same instant a vigorous hand seized me by the shirt-collar. Then it was that Sergeant Corney stepped forward, as he asked: "Are you of General Herkimer's force?" "How much will it benefit you to get such information?" |
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