gan, "and here, Mr. Ware,
is my blanket. Wear it until we get your clothes. And now what of
Clark?"

"He is only about six miles away with seven hundred veterans. He was
attacked night before last by Timmendiquas, Girty and all the power of
the allied tribes, but we drove them off. Colonel Clark and his men are
in an impregnable position, and they await only your coming to beat the
whole Indian force. He has sent me to tell you so."

Colonel Logan fairly sprang up in his joy.

"Only six miles away!" he exclaimed. "Then we'll soon be with him.
Young sir, you shall have the best clothes and the best rifle the camp
can furnish, for yours has been a daring mission and a successful one.
How on earth did you ever do it?"

"I think luck helped me," replied Henry modestly.

"Luck? Nonsense! Luck can't carry a man through such an ordeal as that.
No, sir; it was skill and courage and strength. Now here is breakfast,
and while you eat, your new clothes and your new rifle shall be brought
to you."

Colonel Logan was as good as his word. When Henry finished his breakfast
and discarded the blanket he arrayed himself in a beautifully tanned and
fringed suit of deerskin, and ran his hand lovingly along the long
slender barrel of a silver-mounted rifle, the handsomest weapon he had
ever seen.

"It is yours," said Colonel Logan, "in place of the one that you have
lost, and you shall have also double-barreled pistols. And now as we are
about to advance, we shall have to call upon you to be our guide."

Henry responded willingly. He was fully rested, and at such a moment he
had not thought of sleep. Preceded by scouts, Logan's force advanced
cautiously through the woods near the Licking. About a score of shots
were fired at them, but, after the shots, the Indian skirmishers fell
back on their main force. When they had gone about two miles Logan
stopped his men, and ordered a twelve-pound cannon of which they were
very proud to be brought forward.

It was rolled into a little open space, loaded only with blank
cartridges and fired. Doubtless many of the men wondered why it was
discharged seemingly at random into the forest, because Colonel Logan
had talked only with Henry Ware, Simon Kenton and a few others. But the
sound of the shot rolled in a deep boom through the woods.

"Will he hear?" asked Colonel Logan.

"He'll hear," replied Simon Kenton with confidence. "The sound will
travel far through this still air. It will reach