4/17 Lor'! it must a' bin more ner thirty year ago! He tol' me thet they jist hed ter wade up ter ther neck in water fer days an' days. I ain't so durn fond o' water as all thet. An' he said as how rattlesnakes was everywhere; an' ther Injuns was mos' twice es big es they be yere." "But Clarke, and nearly all of his men, got back safely," I protested. I seed my cousin whin he kim back, an' he was jist a mere shadder; though he was bigger ner you whin he went 'way." "But Fort Dearborn is much farther to the north. Perhaps it will be better up there." "Wuss," he insisted, with a most mournful shake of the head, "a dinged sight wuss. |