I'd no intention of confrontation, but with at least twelve savages ahead of me caution was needed. In the brush well back from the ford I took a position that gave vantage to the crossing. I saw no one but waited, listening. I heard no birds and took alarm at this. I waited longer, just watching and listening. To my left there was suddenly a crashing through the brush. I turned to see both Indian women captives, still naked, running right at me...then right past me. That they saw me I was sure. I could have reached out and touched either of them. As they passed my eyes followed them, but...
I'd no intention of confrontation, but with at least twelve savages ahead of me caution was needed. In the brush well back from the ford I took a posi...
Never did Paxton dream that one afternoon folly, hiding in the woodpile to peek at a bathing woman, would lead to so many deaths. Long was that westward chase. Then with nowhere to run, back to the wall, Paxton McAllister filled his hand. God may have had mercy, but he and Paxton had never met.
"I was not more that one hundred yards into the river when the shot rang out. I was not hit nor my canoe. It came from the west shore, a campfire I now saw behind some deadfall. There was a shout. More men came running. Five more shots were fired at me, one hit, putting a hole in my craft just...
Never did Paxton dream that one afternoon folly, hiding in the woodpile to peek at a bathing woman, would lead to so many deaths. Long was that wes...
