[The Hidden Children by Robert W. Chambers]@TWC D-Link bookThe Hidden Children CHAPTER XXI 3/41
Also, the blue-jays had set up a screaming in the yellowing woods along the western shore, and the tall, blue herons had left their shoreward sentry posts, and now mounted guard far to the northward among the reeds, where solitary black ducks dropped in at intervals, quacking loudly. Boyd nodded; the Oneidas drew their hatchets and blazed the trees; and we all sat down in the woods to await the coming of our advanced guard. After a little while, our pioneers appeared, rifles slung, axes glittering on their shoulders, and immediately began to fell trees and rebuild the log bridge.
Hard on their heels came my rifle battalion; and in the red sunshine we watched the setting of the string of outposts. Far back along the trail behind us we could hear the halted army making camp; flurries of cheery music from the light infantry bugle-horns, the distant rolling of drums, the rangers penetrating whistle, lashes of wagoners cracking, the melancholy bellow of the beef herd. Major Parr came and talked with us for a few minutes, and went away convinced that Butler's people lay watching us across the creek.
Ensign Chambers came a-mincing through the woods, a-whisking the snuff from his nose with the only laced hanker in the army; and: "Dear me!" says he.
"Do you really think we shall have a battle, Loskiel? How very interesting and enjoyable it will be." "Who drilled your pretty hide, Benjamin ?" said I bluntly, noting that he wore his left arm in a splint. "Lord!" says he.
"'Twas a scratch from a half-ounce ball at the Chemung.
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