An Historical Account of the Expedition Against Sandusky Under Col. William Crawford in 1782; With Biographical Sketches, Personal Reminiscences, and - Tapa blanda

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. 1873 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XIX. A RACE FOR LIFE--ESCAPE OF JOHN SLOVEB FROM MAC-A-CHACK. THE horse Slover had mounted, the morning after his providential escape from the old councilhouse at Mac-a-chack, was a strong and swift one. His course lay a little north of east, to the Scioto, distant nearly fifty miles. He rode for life! The woods were open; the country level. He was entirely naked, and had only a rope halter to guide his horse. On he rode--on, on! By ten o'clock he had reached and crossed the Scioto! He had already passed out of what is now Logan county, through Union, and far into Delaware; still he urged his animal onward, well knowing that he would be pursued, and rapidly too, by the savages thirsting for his blood, who now, by his escape, were made--"Fierce as ten furies; terrible as hell!" By three o'clock in the afternoon, he had left the Scioto full twenty-five miles behind him, when his horse failed; it could go no longer, not even on a trot. He instantly sprang off its back, left the animal, and ran ahead at the top of his speed; nor did he relax his efforts as evening came on. Hearing hallooing tehind him, he pressed forward; and not until ten o'clock did he halt, when, sitting down, he became extremely sick and vomited. The moon rose about midnight, and Slover again traveled on until day. During the night he had followed a path; but in the morning he judged it prudent to forsake the trail, and take a ridge running north, for the distance of fifteen miles, in a line at right angles to his previous course.' As he walked on, he put back the weeds bent by his feet, with a stick carried along for that purpose, lest he should be tracked by the enemy. The next night he lay upon the waters of the Muskingum. The nettles had been troublesome to...