True to the Old Flag - A Tale of the American War of Independence by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty
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if you are not accustomed to it, and they paddle so fast that if you
miss them once they would be close alongside--at any rate we should be within reach of their guns--before you could load again. They would be sure to catch us, for although we might paddle nearly as fast for a time, they would certainly tire us out. Then, as to waiting here in the canoe, if they came along on foot looking for us we should be in their power. It is dreadful to think of taking to the woods with Indians all about, but I really think that would be our safest plan." "I think so too, Nelly, if we can manage to do it without leaving a track. We must not go much further, for the trees are getting thinner ahead and we should be seen by the canoes." Fifty yards further Harold stopped paddling. "Here is just the place, Nelly." At this point a little stream of three or four feet wide emerged into the lake; Harold directed the boat's head toward it. The water in the stream was but a few inches deep. "Now, Nelly," he said, "we must step out into the water and walk up it as far as we can go--it will puzzle even the sharpest redskin to find our track then." They stepped into the water, Harold taking the head-rope of the canoe and towing the light boat--which, when empty, did not draw more than two inches of water--behind him. He directed Nelly to be most careful as she walked not to touch any of the bushes, which at times nearly |
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