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It was now a critical period with us.--We were a small number in the
garrison.--A powerful army before our walls, whose appearance proclaimed
inevitable death, fearfully painted, and marking their footsteps with
desolation. Death was preferable to captivity; and if taken by storm, we must
inevitably be devoted to destruction. In this situation we concluded to maintain
our garrison, if possible. We immediately proceeded to collect what we could of
our horses, and other cattle, and bring them through the posterns into the fort:
And in the evening of the ninth, I returned answer, that we were determined to
defend our fort while a man was living--Now, said I to their commander, who
stood attentively hearing my sentiments, We laugh at all your formidable
preparations: But thank you for giving us notice and time to provide for our
defence. Your efforts will not prevail; for our gates shall for ever deny you
admittance.--Whether this answer affected their courage, or not, I cannot tell;
but, contrary to our expectations, they formed a scheme to deceive us, declaring
it was their orders, from Governor Hamilton, to take us captives, and not to
destroy us; but if nine of us would come out, and treat with them, they would
immediatly withdraw their forces from our walls, and return home peaceably. This
sounded grateful in our ears; and we agreed to the proposal.
Adventure 14
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