The Sun Of Quebec - A Story of a Great Crisis by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler
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"Either they hope to frighten us back, or they mean to hold us until a
much bigger force comes up," he said. "One or the other," said Rogers, "but I don't believe any big band would venture down here. The hope to frighten us seems the more likely." The combat, drawn out long and with so little result, annoyed Robert intensely. As he saw it, it could have no decisive effect upon anything and was more than futile, it was insensate folly. The original time set for his watch was over long since and he wanted to roll himself in his blanket and find slumber, but those ferocious warriors would not let him. Despite their losses, they still hung around the hill, and, giving up the attempt to stalk the defenders through the grass, fired long shots from the cover of the forest. Another ranger was wounded by a chance bullet, but Rogers, skillful and cautious, refused to be drawn from the shelter of the bushes on the hill. Thus the fitful and distant combat was waged until dawn. But with the rise of a brilliant sun, throwing a clear light over the whole wilderness, the warriors drew off and the rangers resumed their march. CHAPTER XIII THE REUNION Willet, the hunter, and Tayoga, the great young Onondaga trailer, were |
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