David Crockett eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 276 pages of information about David Crockett.

David Crockett eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 276 pages of information about David Crockett.

But after several days, the boy was again sent out into the woods upon the same errand as before.  He was a timid little fellow, and had a great dread of the Indian.  Tremblingly and cautiously he threaded the paths of the forest for several miles, keeping a vigilant lookout for any signs of the savage foe, when his eye fell upon a sight which appalled him.  At but a short distance, as he stood concealed by the thickets through which he was moving, he saw several hundred Indian warriors, plumed and painted, and armed to the teeth.  They had probably just broken up from a council, and were moving about among the trees.  His fears magnified their numbers to thousands.

Terror-stricken, he turned for the fort, and with almost the fleetness of a deer entered the gate with his tidings.  Even his black face was pallid with fright, as he breathlessly told his story.  “The Indians,” said he, “were as many, and as close together as the trees.  There were thousands.”  The alarm was sounded in the garrison.  All the outsiders were called in.  The sun shone serenely, the gentle breeze swept over the fertile prairie; not a sight was to be seen but what was peaceful, not a sound came from the forest but the songs of birds.

It was generally believed that the silly, cowardly boy had given a false alarm.  They cross-examined him.  He was so frightened that he could not tell a straight story.  The men, indignant at being thus a second time duped, as they supposed, actually tied the poor boy to the whipping-post and commenced whipping him.  But a few lashes had left their bloody marks upon his back when the uplifted arm of the executioner was arrested.

The awful Indian war-whoop, the precursor of blood and flame and torture, which even the boldest heart could seldom hear without terror, burst as it were simultaneously from a hundred warrior lips.  The wary savages had provided themselves with sharpened sticks.  Rending the skies with their yells, they rushed forward from the gloom of the woods upon the totally unprovided garrison, and very speedily plugged up the loop-holes, so that not a musket could be discharged through them.

Then with their hatchets they commenced cutting down the palisades.  The bewilderment and consternation within was indescribable.  A few of the assailants hewing at the barricades were shot down, but others instantly took their places.  Soon a breach was cut through, and the howling warriors like maddened demons rushed in.  There was no mercy shown.  The gleaming tomahawk, wielded by hundreds of brawny arms, expeditiously did its work.  Men, women, and children were indiscriminately cut down and scalped.  It was an awful scene of butchery.  Scarcely an individual escaped.

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