Brereton Frederick Sadleir. How Canada Was Won: A Tale of Wolfe and Quebec
Chapter I. The Camp on the River
Chapter II. French Outlaws and Robbers
Chapter III. Flight by Night
Chapter IV. Steve makes a Suggestion
Chapter V. Jules Lapon is Disappointed
Chapter VI. Left in Charge
Chapter VII. The Alleghany Raiders
Chapter VIII. A Question of Territory
Chapter IX. George Washington speaks
Chapter X. Steve and his Band of Scouts
Chapter XI. Held Up!
Chapter XII. Generosity to the Foe
Chapter XIII. A Traitor in the Camp
Chapter XIV. Steve meets an Old Enemy
Chapter XV. Off to Quebec
Chapter XVI. The Return of the Hurons
Chapter XVII. Down the Mighty St. Lawrence
Chapter XVIII. The Attack on Louisbourg
Chapter XIX. Wolfe makes his Last Attempt
Chapter XX. The Plains of Abraham
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"We won't waste no time in gettin' rid of them pelts," said Hunting Jim, early on the following morning, as the little party sat about their fire, which was close to the bank of the Hudson river and within a few yards of the nearest house. "I don't reckon Albany's much of a place fer us jest now. There's the French up by Lake George, and a Dutchman I struck at sunrise, a chap as round as a barrel; guessed that they or their Injuns might hop in here any time. What do yer say, Judge?"
"We need not fear them," was the calm answer, given after more than a minute's silence. "They will hardly dare to raid this place, for at the present time they are doing their utmost to conciliate the Dutch and win them over to their own side. The same may be said of the Indians. You see, boys, we colonists are far more numerous than the French, though they are far better led and organised. Our people seem to devote all their time to squabbling amongst themselves."
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"It air a good idea, young feller," he said, as he smoked his pipe. "Jest get out something to eat and pass it round. After that we'll put in a sleep, as if we was fixed to stay here best part of a week. Ef any one comes axin' questions, jest tell 'em what we've arranged."
At such a time all knew well that they could not be too careful, for though a large number of French and their Indian allies would not have ventured to Albany, seeing that this was undoubted British territory, and the Dutch were partisans of the colonists, still the sleepy little trading town was just the place where a roving band of small dimensions might take up its quarters, or rather in its immediate neighbourhood, sending some of their scouts into the town to gather information. And a small band, such as Steve and his friends comprised, with their store of powder and other trade goods, would be a very valuable capture. They could not therefore be too careful, and in order to make it appear as if they were intending to stay for a day or more, Steve and Silver Fox lay down to sleep, while Tom and the others lounged about the camp.
