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CHAPTER III-Continued

CHAPTER III-Continued
Just as sure as you anL used to
90 to the bread-and-butter dancing
parties, Web. The French are brave.
They can't defend the fort, but they're
well trained in the Indian style of
fighting. If they evacuate Duquesne
without making fight, they'll forever
be discredited among the Indians.
They risk but little in trying sur
prise attack. If we are not caught off
our guard, they will fall back with
trifling loss. Yes, they must try it.
There's but one thing to prevent them.
If we pass the head of Turtle creek
and follow among the high ridge,
they'll not attempt an ambush, as that
stretch of country lacks good cover.
They'll be too shrewd to march their
Indians very far from the fort. They
can get one fight out of them If they
can fight near Duquesne. 1t will come
on the Monongahela-and the Guards
are not used to it. Indian warfare Is
difficult for European strategist to
understand. Fortunately Wen have
our own woodsmen out as scouts and
tlankers. They are the best men in
the world for this sort of work. Five
hundred of them could make Duquesne
before our artillery can cover fourth
of the distance, before the army can
march third of it. And once they
were there they would shoot their way
inside. This war may result In our
being forced to shift more for our
selves in border wars. If we have to
do that, we shall be better off,"
He rose and genially said:
webster, I'm glad to meet you
again. l wish could have been with
you at Duquesne l owe the place an
other visit when the odds aren't so
heavy against me-" His young face
was grim and l knew be was remesfffi,
boring his last last visit to The Ohio.
he mounted and said:
.-,.. I'm glad you're with Us, Webster,
But hoR do you serve? don't SEE Sc
vvca drilling" 'Fg'., .ss1a ~
II am under orders from General
Braddock to visit Duquesne again, col
chel, and play the part of a Cana.
DIAM |S'''---- - s.-s;ssss''
All That xlp Be 6ne. III I'll bring
the matter before General Braddock
so as to refresh his recollection. You
wish to start soon7"
ANY time. I'm keen to be off. An
Onondaga woodsmate of mine is here.
He will go with me. He is Round
Paw. of the Wolf clan"
"He should be an excellent com.
panion. will take the matter up
with General Braddock very soon.
What our men want is fight, not
parade work. I'll see you again soon,
Web. | hear Captain Busby is with
US. l shall look him up, too"
He was riding away with friendly
wave of the hand.
saw much Of him In later years,
after another war had tried his soul
and had given much gravity to his
handsome features But this June
day he was but little different from
the youth from Mount Vernon, who
would ride across two counties for the
sake of cOntre-danse with some fair
maid.
walked In the opposite direction
toward the Indian camp, thinking to
find Round Paw, but paused where
the wagoners were cooking their salt
meat for supper. The kettles we're
abandoned quickly enough when
voice off one side began bawling:
"a wringl A wringl"
Nothing will collect men more quick
ly than the opportunity to see two
men in ough-and-tumble fight; and
! joined the circle and beheld a man
with twisted face trying to come to
grips with slim youth. who was
brandishng heavy cart-pin.
Drop that hunk of iron. you young
murdererl" cried an enthusiastic
spectator.
But the young man gripped the pin
the tighter and made motion us Ii
to hurl it. His adversary, twice his
bulk, lodged and shielded his head
Will lis al Ills. Lie yOuuS ludu Iedp6U
nimbly backward and swept his gaze
about the circle as If seeking way to
retreat. The crowd booted and pushed
in to narrow the circle and bring the
two to grips. Now the slim chap was
badly frightened. His shifting gaze
caught mine and he flashed signal
for help as plainly as If his voice had
called out to me.
It's a bad practice to interfere in
camp fights. especially when one knows
nothing as to the merits of the quar-
rel. stepped back, intending to re-
tire, and again the brown eyes met
mine, and this time their pleading
stirred me to impulsive action even
while belittling my estimation of the
young fellows manhood.
found myself pushing a path
through the spectators and showing
the young man to one side while | in.
formed the man with the twisted face:
"This has gone far enough. You
should take some one nearer your
size"
For half minute the fellow glared
at me, his crooked jaws working as If