Sit down, and I will tell you all about it."They gave him the warmest place by the fire, brought him the tenderest food, and he told the long and thrilling tale.
"I don't believe anybody else but you would have tried it, Henry," said Paul, when they heard of the fearful slide.
"Any one of you would have done it," said Henry, modestly.
"I'm pow'ful glad that you done it for two reasons," said Shif'less Sol."One, 'cause it helped you to git away, an' the other, 'cause that scoundrel, Braxton Wyatt, didn't take you.
'Twould hurt my pride tre-men-jeous for any uv us to be took by Braxton Wyatt.""You speak for us all there, Sol," said Paul.
"What have all of you been doing?" asked Henry.
"Not much of anything," replied Shif'less Sol.We've been scoutin' several times, lookin' fur you, though we knowed you'd come in some time or other, but mostly we've been workin' 'roun'
the place here, fixin' it up warmer an' storin' away food.""We'll have to continue at that for some time, I'm afraid," said Henry, "unless this snow breaks up.Have any of you heard if any movement is yet on foot against the Iroquois?""Tom ran across some scouts from the militia," replied Paul, "and they said nothing could be done until warm weather came.Then a real army would march.""I hope so," said Henry earnestly.
But for the present the five could achieve little.The snow lasted a long time, but it was finally swept away by big rains.
It poured for two days and nights, and even when the rain ceased the snow continued to melt under the warmer air.The water rushed in great torrents down the cliffs, and would have entered "The Alcove" had not the five made provision to turn it away.As it was, they sat snug and dry, listening to the gush of the water, the sign of falling snow, and the talk of one another.
Yet the time dragged.
"Man wuz never made to be a caged animile," said Shif'less Sol.
"The longer I stay shet up in one place, the weaker I become.My temper don't improve, neither, an' I ain't happy.""Guess it's the same with all uv us," said Tom Ross.
But when the earth came from beneath the snow, although it was still cold weather, they began again to range the forest far in every direction, and they found that the Indians, and the Tories also, were becoming active.There were more burnings, more slaughters, and more scalpings.The whole border was still appalled at the massacres of Wyoming and Cherry Valley, and the savages were continually spreading over a wider area.Braxton Wyatt at the head of his band, and with the aid of his Tory lieutenant, Levi Coleman, had made for himself a name equal to that of Walter Butler.As for "Indian" Butler and his men, no men were hated more thoroughly than they.
The five continued to do the best they could, which was much, carrying many a warning, and saving some who would otherwise have been victims.While they devoted themselves to their strenuous task, great events in which they were to take a part were preparing.The rear guard of the Revolution was about to become for the time the main guard.A great eye had been turned upon the ravaged and bleeding border, and a great mind, which could bear misfortune-even disaster-without complaint, was preparing to send help to those farther away.So mighty a cry of distress had risen, that the power of the Iroquois must be destroyed.As the warm weather came, the soldiers began to march.
Rumors that a formidable foe was about to advance reached the Iroquois and their allies, the Tories, the English, and the Canadians.There was a great stirring among the leaders, Thayendanegea, Hiokatoo, Sangerachte, the Johnsons, the Butlers, Claus, and the rest.Haldimand, the king's representative in Canada, sent forth an urgent call to all the Iroquois to meet the enemy.The Tories were' extremely active.Promises were made to the tribes that they should have other victories even greater than those of Wyoming and Cherry Valley, and again the terrible Queen Esther went among them, swinging her great war tomahawk over her head and chanting her song of death.She, more than any other, inflamed the Iroquois, and they were eager for the coming contest.
Timmendiquas had gone back to the Ohio country in the winter, but, faithful to his promise to give Thayendanegea help to the last, he returned in the spring with a hundred chosen warriors of the Wyandot nation, a reenforcement the value of which could not be estimated too highly.
Henry and his comrades felt the stir as they roamed through the forest, and they thrilled at the thought that the crisis was approaching.Then they set out for Lake Otsego, where the army was gathering for the great campaign.They were equipped thoroughly, and they were now so well known in the region that they knew they would be welcome.
They traveled several days, and were preparing to encamp for the last night within about fifteen miles of the lake when Henry, scouting as usual to see if an enemy were near, heard a footstep in the forest.He wheeled instantly to cover behind the body of a great beech tree, and the stranger sought to do likewise, only he had no convenient tree that was so large.It was about the twelfth hour, but Henry could see a portion of a body protruding beyond a slim oak, and he believed that he recognized it.As he held the advantage he would, at any rate, hail the stranger.
"Ho, Cornelius Heemskerk, Dutchman, fat man, great scout and woodsman, what are you doing in my wilderness? Stand forth at once and give an account of yourself, or I will shoot off the part of your body that sticks beyond that oak tree!"The answer was instantaneous.A round, plump body revolved from the partial shelter of the tree and stood upright in the open, rifle in hand and cap thrown back from a broad ruddy brow.
