"I too will go forth and fight France," he said at last; and with
that resolve the sense of numb lethargy and despair fell away from
him like a worn-out garment, and his old fire and energy returned.



Chapter 3: Philadelphia.


"I will go and tell my tale in the ears of my countrymen," said
Charles, with steady voice but burning eyes, "and then I will go
forth and fight the French, and slay and slay till they be driven
from off the face of the western world!"

The fever had left Charles now. Some of his former strength had
come back to him. But his brother looked at him often with
wondering eyes, for it seemed to him that this Charles was a new
being, with whom he had but scant acquaintance. He could not
recognize in this stern faced, brooding man the quiet, homely
farmer and settler whose home he had shared for so long.

Their new comrades were glad of the rest afforded them by the
necessity of waiting till Charles should be fit to move. They had
been travelling for many months, and the shelter of a roof--even
though it was only the roof of a shed--was grateful to them.

Fritz and Charles took a strong mutual liking almost from the
first. Both were men of unwonted strength and endurance, and both
were fired by a strong personal enmity towards the French and their