The Daughter of the Chieftain : the Story of an Indian Girl  by Edward S. (Edward Sylvester) Ellis
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			which must continue until the battle was decided. 
			Alice was too young fully to understand the peril in which Ben was placed. She had kissed him goodbye when he ran to take his place with the others, and, with a light jest on his lips about her and Linna, he had snatched a kiss from the little Delaware's swarthy cheek. The mother added a few cheering words to the children, and it was a striking sight when they and a number of others, about their age or under, began playing with all the merriment of children who never dream that the world contains such afflictions as sorrow, woe, and death. It was easy to follow the course of the patriots for a time after they were beyond sight, by the sound of their drums and the shrill whistling of several fifes. In those days it was much more common than now for people to drink intoxicating liquors. Just before the patriots started up the valley, I am sorry to say, a few of the men drank more than they should. It has been claimed by some that but for this things would have gone differently on that day, which will live for ever as one of the saddest in American history. By and by the anxious people near the fort noticed that the sound of drums and fifes had ceased, and the reports of firearms were heard. They knew from this that the opposing forces were making ready for  | 
		
			
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