July 9. After marching about ten miles
further, he sent three of us for- ward to go to the bay and bring him an
account of the distance to it. That we might go the lighter, we left our
blankets and provisions with the scout, but the distance was much greater than
was expected, and we were unable to return before sunset to the place where we
left the party. They were gone and had carried off our blankets and provisions;
the officer had taken fright and run away, supposing we were killed or taken
prisoners. We attempted to track them but to no purpose. Believing that they could
not be far off, we fired a gun but received no answer. Our situation was by no
means agreeable, having nothing to cover us from the gnats and mosquitoes (with
which that country abounds beyond description) but a shirt and breechclout.
Rufus Putnam's Journal. July 9th, 1757.
4 comments:
If it's the same man, old Rufus settled not far from me.
If it's the same man, old Rufus settled not far from me.
If it's the same man, old Rufus settled not far from me.
If it's the same man, old Rufus settled not far from me.
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