Bradbury Richards laughed, saying that they themselves had but just come up, admitting, however, that there had been some little cursing concerning our delay.

“It has been that way with us, too,” said I, “but it is the rebel ‘Grants’ we curse, and the Ethan Allens and John Starks, and treacherous Green Mountain Boy’s, who would shoot us in the backs or make a dicker with Sir Henry sooner than lift a finger to obey the laws of the State they are betraying.”

“So hot and yet so young!” said Buell, laughing, “and after a long trail, too — “ glancing at my Indians, “and another in view already! But you were ever an uncompromising youngster, Loskiel.”

“Your regiment has marched for Canajoharie,”