Mohave County miner and our mineral wealth., 1922-10-20
Kentucky's year of blood. Erskine pushed on, and ever grew his hopeless ness. The British had drawn all the

Kentucky's year of blood. Erskine pushed on, and ever grew his hopeless ness. The British had drawn all the savages of the Northwest into the war. AS soon as the snow was off the ground the fOrays had begun. Horses were stolen, cabins burned. and wom- en and children were carried off cap tive. The pioneers had been confined to their stOckaded forts, and only small bands of ritlemen Salled out to patrol the country. Old Jerome San iers fort was deserted Old JelUine had been killed. Twenty-three widows were LHarrodsburg filing the claims of dead Husbands, and among them were Polly Conrad and Honor San ders, The people were expecting an attack in great force from the h. dians led by the British. At the Blue Licl;s there had been a successful am- bust by the Indians and the whites had lost half their number, among sthspa many brave men and natural leaders. of, the settlements. Captain Clark was at the mouth of Licking river aizy, about to set out on an ex- peditifsn snd needed men.
 ErslsinG sure of welcome, joined him and again rode forth with Clark through the northern wilderness, and this tlne, thousand mounted rifle men followed them. Clark had been stirretN at last from his lethargy by tine tragedy of the Blue Licks and this expedition was one of reprisal and ~reSpnge; and it was to be the last. " time was autumn and the corn s ripe. The triumphant say ages Sated in their villages unsus- pectin-,, md unafraid, and Clark fell upon n like whirlwind. Taken by sui rprse, and startled and dis mayeat F., such evidence of the quick rebirtht o,pOwer in the beaten whites the Inh hil,hs of every village fled at their approach. and Clark put the tOrchs\oti only to cabin and wigwam but t6>he fields of standing corn. AS winter as coming on, this would be a sad ,,,o w, as Clark intended. to the savage.
 ErslSane had told the big chief of his mother, and every man knew the story and was on guard that she should come to no harm. A captured Shawnee told them that the Shaw nees had got word that the whites were coming, and their women and old men had fled or were fleeing, all, except in village he had just left . he paused and pointed toward the east where few wisps of smoke were rising. Erskine turned: Do you know KahtOO?'
 "He is in that village"
 Erskine hesitated: And the white woman Gray Dover" |
 "She, too, is there."
 And Early Morn?"
 "Yes," grunted the savage
 "What does he say?" asked Clark.
 "There is white woman and her daughter in village, there," said Erskine, pointing in the direction of the smoke.
 Clark'S voice was announcing the fact to his men. Hastily he selected twenty. "See that no harm comes to them." he cried, and d;,..
 ErSkine in advance saw T!.s and few bucks covering the rptrru. of some fleeing women. They made a feeble resistance of a vOlley and they too turned to flee. A white woman emerged from a tent and with great dignity stood. peering with dim eyes. To Clark's amazement Erskine rushed forward and took her in his arms. A moment later Erskine cried:
 My sister, where is she?"
 The white wOman's trembling lips opened, but before she could answer, harsh, angry voice broke in haught- fly, and Erskine turned to see Black Wolf stalking in. a prisoner between two stalwart woodsmen.
 Early Morn is Black Wolfs squaw. She is gone" He waved one hand toward the forest.
 The insOlence of the savage angcred Clark, and not understanding what he said, he asked angrily:
 "WhO is this fellOw?"
 ''He is the husband of my half-sis- ter" answered Erskine gravely.
 Clark looked daze1 and uncompre- hending:
 And that woman?"
 'Mly mother" said Erskine gently.
 Good God l" breathel Clark. He