America first; one hundred stories from our own history . ods! Mr. Dustin heard the awful yells of the savages,and flew to the rescue of his wife and child. Butit was too late! The party had been swallowed upin the forest, and, as the Indians leave no trail,the heart-broken man gave his loved ones up forlost. For fifteen days the Indians forced Mrs. Dustinand the nurse to trudge with them through theforest. There was still some snow and ice inplaces, and neither woman w^as clad for such ajourney. In fact, Mrs. Dustin had but one shoe,and traveled over a hundred miles, thus partlybarefoot. They
America first; one hundred stories from our own history . ods! Mr. Dustin heard the awful yells of the savages,and flew to the rescue of his wife and child. Butit was too late! The party had been swallowed upin the forest, and, as the Indians leave no trail,the heart-broken man gave his loved ones up forlost. For fifteen days the Indians forced Mrs. Dustinand the nurse to trudge with them through theforest. There was still some snow and ice inplaces, and neither woman w^as clad for such ajourney. In fact, Mrs. Dustin had but one shoe,and traveled over a hundred miles, thus partlybarefoot. They endured great hardships by day,and, at night, were so closely guarded by two In-dians that there was no chance of escape. At last,they came to a place, now known as Dustin Island,where they found other white captives, — two men,one woman, and seven children. There was also ayoung boy, who had been held for over a year. Mrs. Dustin gathered from what the Indianssaid that it was their intention to make theirprisoners run the gauntlet, when they reached. For fifteen days the Indians required Mrs. Dustin andthe nurse to trudge with them through the woods. STORIES OF OUR OWN HISTORY 89 their final destination. By running the gauntletwas meant that a prisoner was stripped to thewaist and made to run between two files of In-dians who beat him with clubs and sticks. Hewas indeed fortunate if he reached the end of thefile alive. For many days the party rested where theywere, presumably waiting for more prisoners. talked with the other captives, made friendswith the Indians, and showed no suspicion of herdesigns, in order to throw them oft their guard, ifit could be done. She told the boy to do likewise;and he won the favor of a Chief, who explained tohim how to scalp an enemy. Mrs. Dustin now began to plan some definiteway of escape. Five weeks had passed, and, ather suggestion, the prisoners showed no signs oftrying to get away. In fact, they talked to theIndians as if th
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