Can you remember, was it not the Buffalo militia that were so tremendously thrashed by the Delawares last autumn ?" "Yes, sir, they chased them for two days and nights, and had they not reached the town of Buffalo, the Delawares would not have left a scalp in the regiment." "Can you recollect the chief's name--it was Carran--something, eh ?" "Caudan-dacwagae." "Exactly.

Where is he supposed to be now ?" "Up in Detroit, sir, they say, but no one knows.

Those fellows are here to-day, and there to-morrow." "Well then, sergeant, here's my plan." Saying these words, O'Flaherty proceeded to walk towards his quarters, accompanied by the sergeant, with whom he conversed for some time eagerly--occasionally replying, as it appeared, to objections, and offering explanations as the other seemed to require them.

The colloquy lasted half an hour--and although the veteran sergeant seemed difficult of conviction, it ended by his saying, as he left the room, "Well, sir, as you say, it can only come to hard knocks at worst.

Here goes--I'll send off the scout party to make the fires and choose the men for the out picquets, for no time is to be lost." In about an hour's time from the scene I have mentioned, a number of militia officers, of different grades, were seated round a bivouac fire, upon the bank of the Niagara river.