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Page viii
REUNITED, CHAPTER XX. CONCLUSION, HISTORICAL INDEX, -
CHRONOLOGY, . - - - page , 224 . 242 . 269 . 316 . 359 . 380 . 399 . 429 . 446
461 471 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. Page General Braddock wounded near Fort
Du viii ...
REUNITED, CHAPTER XX. CONCLUSION, HISTORICAL INDEX, -
CHRONOLOGY, . - - - page , 224 . 242 . 269 . 316 . 359 . 380 . 399 . 429 . 446
461 471 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. Page General Braddock wounded near Fort
Du viii ...
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A Story of the French and Indian Wars John Roy Musick. LIST OF
ILLUSTRATIONS. Page General Braddock wounded near Fort Du Quesne (see
page 309), - - - . Frontispiece “Sail ho!” . - - - - - - - - 1 The boys hurried on deck
with the others, .
A Story of the French and Indian Wars John Roy Musick. LIST OF
ILLUSTRATIONS. Page General Braddock wounded near Fort Du Quesne (see
page 309), - - - . Frontispiece “Sail ho!” . - - - - - - - - 1 The boys hurried on deck
with the others, .
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Several detached houses were protected by slight fortifications, and twenty
soldiers had been placed within the fort; but they were quartered about in
different houses and, forgetting their duty as soldiers, were surprised with the rest
of the ...
Several detached houses were protected by slight fortifications, and twenty
soldiers had been placed within the fort; but they were quartered about in
different houses and, forgetting their duty as soldiers, were surprised with the rest
of the ...
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... but the precaution was wholly unnecessary, for the guard within the fort had
retired to sleep, deeming an attack in such weather next to impossible. The snow
had drifted in places quite to the top of the palisades, and the gate was even
open, ...
... but the precaution was wholly unnecessary, for the guard within the fort had
retired to sleep, deeming an attack in such weather next to impossible. The snow
had drifted in places quite to the top of the palisades, and the gate was even
open, ...
Page 32
At last they were at the lower edge of the town, a lot of straggling houses within a
fortified enclosure. Some of the buildings, seeming to rebel at the narrow
confines of the fort, had broken from their bounds and strayed beyond the
enclosure.
At last they were at the lower edge of the town, a lot of straggling houses within a
fortified enclosure. Some of the buildings, seeming to rebel at the narrow
confines of the fort, had broken from their bounds and strayed beyond the
enclosure.
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| Title | Braddock: A Story of the French and Indian Wars Volume 8 of Columbian historical novels, John Roy Musick |
| Author | John Roy Musick |
| Publisher | Funk & Wagnall's Company, 1893 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 4 Nov 2006 |
| Length | 470 pages |
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