The Shadow of the North - A Story of Old New York and a Lost Campaign by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler
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French allies, as was to be shown too often in this war. His sensitive
mind once more turned fancy into reality and the hair on his head lifted a little, but pride would not let him hasten his steps. No gun was fired, and, with an immense relief, he sank down behind a fallen log, and by the side of Colden and Willet. "What did the Frenchman want?" asked the young captain. "Our instant and unconditional surrender. Knowing how you felt about it, I gave him your refusal at once." "Well done, Mr. Lennox." "He said that in case of a rush and heavy loss by his Indians he perhaps would not be able to control them in the moment of victory, which doubtless is true." "They will know no moment of victory. We can hold them off." "Where is Tayoga?" asked Robert of Willet. The hunter pointed westward. "Why, the cliff shuts off the way in that direction!" said Robert. "Not to a good climber." "Do you mean, then, that Tayoga is gone?" |
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