Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1914-07-24

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An officer touched him on the shoulder
and spoke a word.
"Ah, yes, .certainly-St. Clair. At
once, sir, but 1 don't envy you your
reception. By Jove, l lost my wits
seeing such a woman as that here
in this hole. Someone send Masters
here"
He came quickly, a youngish lad.
with white hair and eyebrows, but
intelligent face, who eve took his
eyes off Rene. Oldham spoke
brusquely.
Take this officer and the-the lady
to General st. Clair at once. Tell But
Ter I say it is important. that he be
given immediate interview. Here, wait!
get the lady a horse somewhere. Cap
tain, can he take yours?"
with pleasure, sir; / will fetch the
animal"
They watched us depart until we had
crossed the ridge, Masters and l trudg-
ing through the snow at the horses
head. Rene had drawn up her blanket,
but l could see her eyes watching me,
when l glanced around at her. 1t was
not long, however, until we came out
of the forest, into a bit of lowland near
the river, where a dozen tents, grimy
and dirty looking, stood on the bank.
There were soldiers everywhere, gath
cred about the camp fires, with a few
guards p~atrolling beats along the for
est edge. Masters led the way through
the motley crowd up to the central
tent. There was delay there, Rene sit,
ting motionless in the saddle, and ]
waiting impatiently beside her. AT
last Masters came back.
HE will see you, sir"
VERY we'll; are there any women In
camp?"
"a few, sir; 'non-com' wives mostly
washerwomen and cooks; they are in
those two tents ~there-the officers
kitchens"
Take the lady over there, and leave
her in good hands. Rene"
She looked down at me.
Eyes, monsieur"
This soldier will take you to some
women who will take care of you until
l come. You will wait for me-"
Eyes, monsieur"
1 waited until they started, and then
advanced to the tent. A tall, slender
man, in a ~colonel's uniform, pointed
the way within, and l stepped through
the narrow opening. The interior was
plain-a bearskin stretched on ahe
ground, two officers on campstools
against the canvas; a sentry beside
the open flap standing motionless;
rude table of n unplaned board, and
behind it, seated, st. Clair. He wal
a spare man, with broad shoulders and
prominent nose, wearing a long queue
of thick, gray hair, which was plainly
visible below his three-cornered hat
He was attired in blanket coat, witt
hood dangling down his back. l hat
met him once, but it was clear he
retained no recollection of me, as hi
surveyed me coldly across the table.
well, sir" he snapped, "Colone
Oldham says you bring news. Wht
are your"
Ensign Hayward of Fort Harmar,
I answered. bringing my hand up IL
salute. 81 was sent with a message tt
the Wyandots."
The stern lines of his face brok,
into a grim smile.
"Ah, yes, I recall that. One of Har
mars fool notions. Told him as mucl
when l got back. Well, your peac,
offering didn't do much good, did it
hear there is hell brewing in thos'
north woods"
1T is already brewed, sir. TIL,
tribes have got together to crush you
They r-endezvoused on the Maumee.
Huh! that is a ways away. N,
great danger from that source till we'r,
ready. What tribes were there, d,
you know"
Il saw them, sir; Wyandots, Potta
wattomies, Shawnees, Delawares an,
Miamis. There we're also some Ojih
was, and a %sprinkling of others
mostly young warriors"
Who heads the conspiracy"
Little Turtle, of the Miamis, Blu
there are Englishmen with them also
Hamilton himself was there"
@The cursed hound; so you wer
there. with them, hey? A prisoner?
yes, general; a scout named Ste
phen Brady and l. We got away b,
means of a canoe on the river"
Where is Brady? l know the oil,
COON"
HE died. sir, and l came on alone.
No one spoke, and / went on.
at was a hard journey, and Their
were many delays on the way. I cam
al quickly rs I~could, sir, but I don
think the savages are far behind"
ooh, don't you, indeed" sarcastic
ally. 'It was not advice I was asking
and as to what is in front of us m,
own scouts keep nj posted. Your
young, and easily frightened. l hal
pen to know there isn't a hostile Ii
dian within fifty miles of us-not
bloody one. l don't care what the
do up on the Maumee. Well go Of
to the Miami towns tomorrow, raz
them, and be back to the Ohio befor
that bunch gets started. 1 doubt
there is a shot fired. It's all a bi
bluff, sir; we've got them frightene
half to death. l wrote Washington s
a month ago."
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