Ahead of us, in plain view, stood one of our outer picket
guards, and below in a wide and bowl-shaped hollow, running south
to the river, we could see cattle moving amid the trees, and the
rifle-barrel of a herd guard shining here and there.
My Indians on either flank advanced to the picket line, and
squatted there, paying no heed to the challenge of the sentinels,
until Boyd was obliged to go forward and satisfy the sullen
Pennsylvania soldiery on duty there.
He came back in his graceful, swinging stride, chewing a twig of
black-birch, his thumbs hooked in his belt, damning all
Pennsylvanians for surly dogs.
I pointed out that many of them were as loyal as any man among
us; and he said he meant the Quakers only, and cursed them for
rascals, every one. Again I reminded him tha
