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With lagging step he descended the bank and began to ford the stream. He glanced back and saw the Indian, standing like a statue of bronze, on the bank above him. When he reached the middle of the stream, however, he felt the full ignominy of his retreat before a foe who was not armed equally with himself. What would Bolderwood say if he told him? What would his father have done?
And this they did, for Captain Baker sent three or four sturdy Green Mountain Boys around to the widow's farm every night for a week. But the Yorker and his crew did not appear. At this time, when he might have been of such assistance to them, 'Siah Bolderwood was away.
Yet they were so excited by the prospect of the forthcoming battle with the Yorkers that even Nuck's adventure with the catamount was lightly passed over. Meanwhile the settlers were divided into several bands, each captained by an efficient officer who, as 'Siah Bolderwood expressed it, "had snuffed powder."
Enoch was glad to see that his antagonist suffered as much as he did this time, laboring for breath and with his face and arms covered with perspiration. When Bolderwood called them for the third round the Indian flung off his hunting shirt, thus showing that he considered the white boy a worthy antagonist indeed. Enoch was more confident than before.
Bryce, it must be confessed, felt a little disappointed that he had seen no active service; but they were all happy in their work and the Harding place bade fair to be one of the most profitable farms in the township that year. The boys labored well and after the second corn hoeing in August the work was so far along that Enoch was able to accompany 'Siah Bolderwood on a hunting trip.
But his heart sank when he found how closely the six packed the tiny room and realized how little air reached them down here in the earth. At daybreak on this very morning when the Yorkers attacked the Harding place, 'Siah Bolderwood returning from the direction of Old Ti, suddenly came upon a little glade on the bank of the Walloomscoik Creek.
Bolderwood and his young comrade passed Old Ti and, continuing up the lake, paddled by Crown Point and reached the mouth of the Otter. Here they encamped for several days, hunting and fishing, and living in a nomadic fashion that charmed Enoch.
Take Bolderwood and some of his scouts with you and approach the other fortress by water and good fortune and my blessing go with you!" A moment later the great guns of Old Ti began to speak. And they spoke a new tongue that morning. The Voice of Liberty as expressed by the resonant thunders of the old cannon echoed and reëchoed from height to height.
One man kept turning back to look at the blazing structure which was now more than half consumed; and this fellow the ranger quickly overtook. It was the surveyor and he was wringing his hands and weeping as he ran. Bolderwood dashed past him without a word, seeing plainly that he was not armed and was sore frightened.
Bolderwood allowed them a few minutes between the trials; but the Indian did not seem to need the rest. He still breathed easily, while Enoch lay panting on the sod. The white boy finally went to the line with the assurance in his own heart that he should be beaten; but he was too plucky to give up the fight without trying again.
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