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And that night we supped upon dried buffalo meat and boiled nettle-tops, for of such was the fare in Harrodstown that summer. "Tom McChesney kept his faith." One other man was to keep his faith with the little community George Rogers Clark. And I soon learned that trustworthiness is held in greater esteem in a border community than anywhere else.
Strangely enough, he never fought in anger, and was the first to the spring for a gourd of water after the fight was over. But Tom McChesney was the best wrestler of the lot, and could make a wider leap than any other man in Harrodstown. Tom's reputation did not end there, for he became one of the two bread-winners of the station. I would better have said meat-winners.
But they told how I had thought of digging the hole under the logs a happy circumstance which got me a reputation for wisdom beyond my years. There was a certain Scotchman at Harrodstown called McAndrew, and it was he gave me the nickname "Canny Davy," and I grew to have a sort of precocious fame in the station.
But for Polly Ann's sake I wished that we had treated the land agent less cavalierly. I was soon distracted from these thoughts by the sight of Harrodstown itself. I had no sooner ridden out of the forest shade when I saw that the place was in an uproar, men and women gathering in groups and running here and there between the cabins.
She could not write, but a runner from Harrodstown who was a friend of Tom's had carried all the way to Cahokia, in the pocket with his despatches, a fold of nettle-bark linen. Tom pulled it from the bosom of his hunting shirt to show me, and in it was a little ring of hair like unto the finest spun red-gold. This was the message Polly Ann had sent, a message from little Tom as well.
Suffice it to say that I made my way back through the swamps, the forests, the cane-brakes of the Indian country, along the Natchez trail to Nashville, across the barrens to Harrodstown in Kentucky, where I spent a week in that cabin which had so long been for me a haven of refuge. Dear Polly Ann!
The election had, however, gone too far to change its object when Clark arrived at Harrodstown, and the gentlemen elected, although aware that the choice could give them no seat in the legislature, proceeded to Williamsburg, at that time the seat of government.
"The man vowed I lied, but Tom laid hold of him and was for hurrying him off to Harrodstown at once." "Which would ill have suited your purpose," put in the Colonel. "And what did you do with him?" "We put him in a loft, sir, and then I told Tom that he was not Campbell's thief at all. But I had a craving to scare the man out of Kentucky.
At a general meeting of the settlers at Harrodstown, on the 6th of June, 1775, General George Rogers Clark, and Gabriel John Jones, were chosen to represent them in the Assembly of Virginia. This, however, was not precisely the thing contemplated by Clark.
"The man vowed I lied, but Tom laid hold of him and was for hurrying him off to Harrodstown at once." "Which would ill have suited your purpose," put in the Colonel. "And what did you do with him?" "We put him in a loft, sir, and then I told Tom that he was not Campbell's thief at all. But I had a craving to scare the man out of Kentucky.
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