A few moments later, Tahoontowhee, who had crept on ahead, glided up to us and whispered that there was a high breastwork of logs on the ridge, and that many men were cutting bushes, sharpening the stems, and planting them to screen this breastwork so that it could not be seen from the Seneca trail north of us, along which lay our army's line of march.

A pretty ambuscade, in truth! But Braddock's breed had passed.
Silently, stealthily, scarcely breathing, we got out of that dangerous place, recrossed the grassy flats, and took to the river willows the entire way back.

At the mouth of the pass, where my battalion lay asleep, we found Major Parr anxiously awaiting us.

He sent Captain Simpson back with the information.
Before I could unlace my shirt, drag my pack under my head, and compose myself to sleep, Boyd, who had stretched himself out beside me, touched my arm.
"Are you minded to sleep, Loskiel ?" "I own that I am somewhat inclined that way," said I.
"As you please." "Why?
Are you unwell ?" He lay silent for a few moments, then: "What a mortifying business was that at the Tioga fort," he said under his breath.

"The entire garrison saw it, did they not, Loskiel?
Colonel Shreve and all ?" "Yes, I fear so," "It will be common gossip tomorrow," he said bitterly.