Our men are exhausted.

They'll not arrive tonight.

General Poor's men from this camp met us last night.
Clinton desired me to take a few riflemen and push forward; and the ladies--except the fat one--begged so prettily to go with us that he consented.

So we took two empty batteaux and a canoe and came on in advance, with no effort whatever." "That was a rash business!" I said, controlling my anger.

"The river woods along the Ouleout swarm with Seneca scouts.