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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1874 edition. Excerpt: ... It was the first for a long, long time; I fell to thinking as of old, and held down my head. After supper the old man sat and talked of his cattle and his crops and the two children climbed about my knees. No sign of war here. Not a hundred miles away a people all summer had been battling for their firesides, for existence, and yet it had been hardly felt in the settlements. Such is the effect of the quiet, steady, eternal warfare on the border. It is never felt, never hardly heard of, till the Indians become the aggressors which is seldom indeed. The old lady came at last and sat down with her knitting and a ball of yarn in her lap. She talked of the price of butter and eggs, and said they should soon be well-to-do and prosperous in their new home. I retired early, and rising with the dawn, left a gold coin on the table, and rode rapidly toward the city. I was not satisfied with my desperate and bloody undertaking. As I passed little farm-houses with vines and blossoms and children about the doors, I began to wonder how many kind and honest people were to be ruined in my descent upon the settlements. The city I found assailable from every side. There was not a soldier within ten miles. Fifty men could ride into the place, hold it long enough to fire it in a hundred places, and then ride out unhindered. It seems a little strange that I met kindness and civility now when I did not want it. Of course I was -utterly unknown, and having taken care from the first to dress in the plainest and cemmonest dress of the time, there was not the least suspicion of my name or mission. As I rode back, the farmers were gathering in their grain. On the low marshy plains of Shasta river they were mowing and making hay. I heard the mowers whetting their...

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  • EditoreTheClassics.us
  • Data di pubblicazione2013
  • ISBN 10 123023215X
  • ISBN 13 9781230232157
  • RilegaturaCopertina flessibile
  • Numero di pagine96

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