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Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander), 1862-1919

"The Free Rangers A Story of the Early Days Along the Mississippi"

Ah, that is
something like friendship, real friendship, I should like to be one of a
band like yours, but I look in vain for such a thing in New Orleans."
"I wish that you were going with us," said Henry heartily.
"I wish it, too. Often I long for the great forests and the free air as
you do, but my service is due here to Bernardo Galvez, who is my good
friend. But it is pleasant to see that you have triumphed so finely."
"We may encounter great dangers yet," said Henry.
"It is quite likely, but I have an impression, and upon this occasion at
least I am sure my impression is not wrong, that you will overcome them as
you have done before."
When he was gone, and every one of the five felt genuine regret at his
departure, they went down to the river, where their fleet was anchored,
and were welcomed by Adam Colfax.
"We're certainly going to-morrow," said the captain, "but nobody can tell
when we'll get to Fort Pitt."
It was indeed a fine fleet of canoes and boats to be propelled by paddle,
oar, and sail, and it bore a most precious cargo. Eight of the larger
boats carried a twelve pound brass cannon apiece to be used if need be on
the way, but destined for that far-distant and struggling army in the
northeast.


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