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68 SALOUEH, THE CHEROKEE. with their wives and little onés, hid themselves in the moun- tains and morasses, where their only subsistence, for a lony time, was game, wild roots and berries, and horseflesh. The triumph of the English was abgolute, and the punishment ot the Cherokees complete, A few days after the battle, Matthew Crawley and Warren Stafford were resting by the bank of the river, near the ruins of Etehoe, They were sunburned and worn by the campaign, and their clothes, which were badly tattered, gave evidence of the liatdships which they had undergone. The former wore his left arm in a ‘sling, his hand having been wounded during the action. “Tam fight glad that this fighting business ‘is finished,” sdid Stafford. “Tt is exciting, and there is a sort of pleasure init, but I am thoroughly tired of scduting and tramping, and am anxious to be about the real business which brought me here, to which all this fighting and marching is ks pre- ; “The fighting i is finished, true enough ; but ‘there i to be done,” replied Crawley. “ We have whi ‘, — ) rascals splendidly, and it is not likely that they will try to. make head ‘against us again; but our work is not ended ° " SWhat is lef for us to do here * “The Cherokees must be punished in such a. : teach them not to dare’ to molest us sgain. ease M, has been given that the towns are to be burned, the growing crops destroyed, and the people driven out of the country. mS was joy to me to_carry the torch through the town of and to see the red tongues of flime licking up their ouses and wigweamns. I shall not tire of the sport until the are 3 ike the boy and ‘the frogs, it was sport to you but deatli to them. It is just retribution, doubtless; but, for my part, I take no pleasure in such deeds of destruction. d we Gestroy the women and children because the men ave. ; offended us ?” — “They burned my home.” | “They burned my home, also ¥ but T can easily build an- ey other.’ : EComicbooks.com —