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653 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1969
They streamed up a narrow valley between ridges closing in from both sides and by two o'clock in the afternoon had almost reached the end of it when there was a sudden burst of gunfire to their left. Lieutenant Kennedy and a private named Gardner fell dead and three others were wounded...Even as the attacking Indians, Canadians and a few French regulars continued their firing from ambush, Rogers struggled back to his feet, ordered the prisoners killed and the rangers themselves to scatter...A glance at the enemy now spilling out of the woods made him sure that the attacking force numbered no less than two hundred fifty men. Private Thomas Brown swung his tomahawk even as Rogers was speaking, burying it in the skull of his prisoner...
From within her distended belly she felt the feeble kick of her unborn child - the first time since yesterday - and she felt a vague stirring of relief...She closed her eyes and, while she did not sleep, she became insensitive to what was happening around her. She was not aware of it when the last of the rum kegs were opened and guzzled to the final drops by the savages...In fact, she was not aware of anything else until there came a sudden fantastic explosion of pain in her stomach and she jerked erect with an inchoate scream. Instantly she was shoved flat on her back by an Ottawa while another, who had shoved his knife deep into her stomach on one side, now ripped it crosswise and opened her clear to the other side. While she thrashed and screamed again and again, he plunged his hand into her and tugged out the fetus and then cut it away from the placental mass...