A first book in American history with European beginnings . BOOK IN AMERICAN HISTORY road, while behind him came swarms of French and In-dians. At a signal, they darted into the woods, hid them-selves among the trees and in the thickets, and with blood-curdling yells began pouring a deadly fire into the Englishlines. Scatter your men as they have done, Washington begged the Gen-eral. But thatwas not the Eng-lish way of fight-ing. The soldiersmust stand inranks to fire. Thefearful yells andthe smoke fromthe enemies rifleswere all t h a itold them whereto aim. The officers dideverything in their
A first book in American history with European beginnings . BOOK IN AMERICAN HISTORY road, while behind him came swarms of French and In-dians. At a signal, they darted into the woods, hid them-selves among the trees and in the thickets, and with blood-curdling yells began pouring a deadly fire into the Englishlines. Scatter your men as they have done, Washington begged the Gen-eral. But thatwas not the Eng-lish way of fight-ing. The soldiersmust stand inranks to fire. Thefearful yells andthe smoke fromthe enemies rifleswere all t h a itold them whereto aim. The officers dideverything in theirpower to keeporder and encour-age the men. Butsoldier after sol- dier fell, picked offby the shots of thehidden time to time a savage in war paint and feathersleaped from behind a tree to scalp a victim or seize a horsewhose rider had been killed. And he in turn was killedby the sure aim of some Virginian, firing from the shelterof the trees. For the despised Virginians knew the fashionof savage warfare, and, like the French and Indians, had 230. Retreat of Braddocks Army. WASHINGTON BEFORE THE REVOLUTION scattered through the forest. By keeping their sensesand fighting, every man for himself, they did much toprotect the redcoats huddled in the open roadway. The English troops were fast becoming orders were unnoticed. They shot at random. Nofoe was to be seen, and yet the constant firing from thethickets increased. Washington was everywhere. With flashing eyes anddetermined face, he galloped back and forth in the thickestof the fight, repeating the Generals orders and shoutingto the men to keep up their courage. His horse was shotunder him. In a moment he leaped on another. Soonthis, too, went down. Four bullets tore through his coat,and still he rushed on unwounded. At last General Braddock was shot, and fell from hishorse. The troops broke and ran wildly. On, on theytore, leaving Washington and a few officers and provincialsthe task of carrying off
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