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Identifier: indianhistoryfor00drak (find matches)
Title: Indian history for young folks
Year: 1919 (1910s)
Authors: Drake, Francis S. (Francis Samuel), 1828-1885 Dowd, Francis Joseph, 1876-
Subjects: Indians of North America Indians of North America -- Wars
Publisher: New York London : Harper & Brothers
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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flicted by Dale, that his gun was broken nearthe lock. Seizing the heavy barrel still left, he did execution with it tothe end of the combat. Anstill in a moment became engaged with the second warrior, andthen with the third, both of whom he despatched with his clubbed rifle.Smith, too, was equally active, having also knocked down two of the Indians. Csesar had by this time got the canoes together, and held themfirmly, thus enabling Dale, who was in the advance, and the others tomaintain a firm footing by keeping one foot in each canoe. In the midst of this unparalleled strife a lusty Indian struck Anstillwith his war-club, felling him across the sides of the two boats, and, whileprostrate, another had raised his club to dash out his brains, when Dale, •3 3 a H - sr ^,>^/\\ fc%^5& , -.;.;-!-- - r> * •y\& j ::-A:^^l^ . ^-A^T7:-^«i // • I fr^^ ^; -/
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WAR WITH THE CREEK NATION. 393 by a timely blow, buried his rifle-barrel deep in tlie warriors skull. Inthe mean time Anstill had recovered his feet, and, in a desperate strugglewith another savage, knocked him into the river with the Indians clubwhich he had wrested from him. The last warrior was Tar-cha-chee, a noted wrestler of powerful frame.He and Dale were old acquaintances. As the Indians fierce look met thatof Dale, he shook himself, gave the horrid war-whoop, and cried out, • Big Sam, I am a man—I am coming! A moment before, Csesar had asked Dale to use his musket and bay-onet, which he handed him. Bounding forward over his dead companionswith a terrific yell, the savage aimed a tremendous blow at Dales headwith his clubbed rifle. Dale dodged, but the blow fell upon and dislocatedhis shoulder. At the same instant Dale darted his bayonet into the bodyof the Indian, who exclaimed, as he tried to escape, Tar-cha-chee is a man ! he is not afraid to die ! Dale then turned to a

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