Part 45 (2/2)

”No, you can't, and that's the truth,” he said, ”but what I wanted to tell you was not to be in too great a hurry. You've got talents, Braxton. I've been watching you, and I see that you're worth having with us. Just you stick to me, and I'll make a great man of you. I'm going to consolidate all these tribes and sweep the west clean of every white.

I'm going to be a king, I tell you, a woods king, and I'll make you a prince, if you stick to me.”

A glow appeared in the eyes of Braxton Wyatt.

”I'll stick to you fast enough,” he said.

”Do it,” said Girty in a tone of confidence, ”and you can have all the revenge you want upon the boy, Ware, his comrades, and all the rest of them. Maybe you won't have to wait long, either.”

”That is, if we take the fort,” said Wyatt.

”Yes, if we take the fort, and I'm specially anxious to take it now, because Dan'l Boone is in it. I don't hate Boone more than I do others, but he's a mighty good man to have out of our way.”

McKee, Eliot, Quarles, and Blackstaffe joined them, and long after the twilight had gone and the night had come they talked of their wicked plans.

CHAPTER XXIII

ON THE OFFENSIVE

Boone, Kenton, Henry, Sol, and Ross were returning in the night through the forest. They had stolen near enough to the Indian camp to see something of what had occurred, and now and then a word of the speech of Timmendiquas had reached them. But they did not need to see everything or to hear everything. They were too familiar with all the signs to make any mistake, and they knew that the savage horde was preparing for another great attack.

”I was hopin',” said Daniel Boone, ”that they'd go away, but I didn't have any faith in my hope. They think they've got to hit hard to keep us back, an' they're right. I s'pose these are the finest huntin' grounds in the world, an' I wouldn't want to give them up, either.”

”The attack led by Timmendiquas will be most determined,” said Henry.

”What do you think we ought to do, Mr. Boone?”

”Hit first, an' hit with all our might,” said Boone with emphasis. ”Mr.

Colfax is takin' ammunition to the east, but he's got to use some of it here.”

A happy thought occurred to Henry.

”They had cannon, which we sunk,” he said, ”and of course they've got a lot of ammunition for these guns left. What if we should capture it? It would more than make up for what he will have to expend.”

”And why couldn't we raise them guns?” said s.h.i.+f'less Sol. ”It ain't likely that the explosion tore 'em up much, jest sunk 'em, an' even ef they wuz dented about a bit they could be fixed up all right.”

”That is certainly worth thinkin' about,” said Boone. ”We must lay that notion before Adam Colfax and Major Braithwaite. If the guns are raised it ought to be done to-night.”

They hurried toward the spot where they had left their canoe, but they did not forget caution. Their message was too important for the messengers to be caught by scouting Indian bands. They trod softly, and stopped at frequent intervals to listen, hearing now and then the hoot of owl or whine of wolf. They knew that the warriors were signaling to one another, but they felt equally sure that these signals had no reference to themselves, and they pressed steadily on until they came to the river.

They found their canoe untouched, and rowed out into the middle of the stream, where they stopped at Daniel Boone's command.

”You know just where them boats were when you sunk 'em?” he said to Henry.

Henry pointed to a spot upon the water.

”It was within three feet of that place,” he replied. ”I'd stake anything upon it.”

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