Beadle's New Dime Novels: The Specter Chief — page 18: what you’re looking at

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23 THE PHANTOM CHIEF. CHAPTER IL Tt threats hot us: why should we lose the sport? Though thousands perish, why should we refrain ? | Fair field ——_— _ ——The hills Rock-ribb’d and ancient as the sun—the vales Stretching in quiet pensiveness between; The venerable woods—rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green.— W. 0. Bryant. A yell the dead mignt wake to hear _ Bwell'd on the night air, far and clear, "Phen smote the Indian tomahawk.— Whiltier. Although the exploring parties which roamed up and down the Ohio, found no difficulty in acconimodating ‘themselves by encamping wherever they chanced to be at nightfall, yet there were particular lwcalities, which - from their convenience as to position, shelter, ete., were favor- fie camping spots. Upon these, when out of reach of a regular ‘¢station,” the neighboring lan@-jobbers would fall back at any sudden alarm; and as they were the first places aimed-at, on the outward journey, it sellom hap- ~ pened that they were entirely unoccupied. One of the best known of these was the flat or terrace at the upper side of a creek called Wheeling and Whaling, where the level ground extends a short distance from the Ohio, bounded southward by the creek, and eastward by a ligt hill, which, inclining to the river, narrows the plan above. From this place to Redstone ‘a port at the mouth of the branch of the Monongahela), wes a path much traveled by those who came from Willis Qreek, (or Cumberlanil, ) on Commiclooolks.comn