"We saw no signs of Indians, and felt at no moment more sense of dange than we do here [at Fort Ellis]."
"This bear came, passing about twenty yards in our front. A cartridge was ready, and against Jack's injunction "Don't shoot," I fired; yet, it failed to stop him, and Jack turned loose with his repeater, I shooting rapidly with my rifle."
"Like a Cubist painting, the final narrative won’t always arrange things in the way that people are used to seeing them, but I hope it will be compelling and enlightening."
The items I put on my blog are stories, not historical documents. I collect, edit and post them in hopes that readers will find them interesting and fun.
"I saw half a dozen guns leveled at me so I made myself small as I could.... Bang! bang! bang! then zip! zip! zip! went the balls, but none struck me."
What would it feel like to wake up in a wilderness with a lead slug embedded in your skull and remember watching your wife being dragged away by hostile Indians?
"Like a nuclear chain reaction, each attack breaks up a group of people yielding several dramatic stories."
A young woman watches in horror while Indians shoot her husband in the head.