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Marianson
From "Mackinac And Lake Stories", 1899
Marianson
From "Mackinac And Lake Stories", 1899
Marianson
From "Mackinac And Lake Stories", 1899
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    Marianson From "Mackinac And Lake Stories", 1899 - Mary Hartwell Catherwood

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    Title: Marianson

           From Mackinac And Lake Stories, 1899

    Author: Mary Hartwell Catherwood

    Release Date: October 30, 2007 [EBook #23251]

    Last Updated: January 5, 2013

    Language: English

    *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MARIANSON ***

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    MARIANSON

    From Mackinac And Lake Stories, 1899

    By Mary Hartwell Catherwood

    When the British landed on the west side of Mackinac Island at three o'clock in the morning of July 17,1812, Canadians were ordered to transport the cannon. They had only a pair of six-pounders, but these had to be dragged across the long alluvial stretch to heights which would command the fortress, and sand, rock, bushes, trees, and fallen logs made it a dreadful portage. Voyageurs, however, were men to accomplish what regulars and Indians shirked.

    All but one of the hundred and sixty Canadians hauled with a good will on the cannon ropes. The dawn was glimmering. Paradise hid in the untamed island, breathing dew and spice. The spell worked instantly upon that one young voyageur whose mind was set against the secret attack. All night his rage had been swelling. He despised the British regulars-forty-two lords of them only being in this expedition-as they in turn despised his class. They were his conquerors. He had no desire to be used as means of pushing their conquest further. These islanders he knew to be of his own race, perhaps crossed with Chippewa blood.

    Seven hundred Indians, painted and horned for war, skulked along as allies in the dim morning twilight. He thought of sleeping children roused by tomahawk and scalping-knife in case the surprised fort did not immediately surrender. Even then, how were a few hundred white men to restrain nearly a thousand savages?

    The young Canadian, as a rush was made with the ropes, stumbled over a log and dropped behind a bush. His nearest companions scarcely noticed the desertion in their strain, but the officer instantly detailed an Indian.

    "One of you Sioux bring that fellow back or bring his

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