The Boy Scouts at the Battle of Saratoga: The Story of General Burgoyne's Defeat

The Story of General Burgoyne’s Defeat
By HERBERT CARTER Author of “The Boy Scouts Through the Big Timber.” “The Boy Scouts In the Blue Ridge.” “The Boy Scouts’ First Camp Fire.” “The Boy Scouts In the Rockies.” “The Boy Scouts On the Trail.”
Copyright, 1909 By A. L. BURT COMPANY
The sunset had brought to a close the hottest day of the season (June, 1777). With the fading of the light a cool breeze came in from Lake Champlain, sweeping across the big promontory, near the foot of which a single tent was pitched. As the wind rustled in the tree tops above the canvas shelter, its occupants arose from the rude beds of fir boughs, and sought the outer air. This act revealed their number and character—three lads, not far from eighteen years of age, whose rugged faces, brawny muscles and rude clothing suggested, as was the fact, that they had been bred to a frontier life.
“I say, Dan,” the tallest of the group remarked as he yawned and stretched himself to his full height, “ain’t it ’bout time that feller we are waitin’ for hove in sight?”
“It’s queer the general didn’t tell you who it was,” commented the third lad, who had been spoken of as “Joe.” “I wonder you didn’t ask him.”
“You’ve said that six or seven times already,” Dan retorted somewhat sharply, “an’ I’ve told ye as often that it wasn’t my style. I always leave it for the general to tell me what he thinks I orter know, an’ leave unsaid what he’d rather keep to himself. Whosomever this feller is, he’ll be likely to explain, an’ I can wait without worryin’ over it.”
“That’s ’cause your habit for askin’ questions wasn’t ever fully developed,” Late broke in with a chuckle. “But we shan’t have to wait long ’fore we at least see the feller, for, if I’m not mistook, thar he comes now down the lake,” and he pointed to a dark object which was approaching.
“He’s in a canoe, an’ a youngster like ourselves,” Dan added a moment later.
“I don’t know how you make that out,” Late cried. “I can only see that it’s a boat of some kind.”