i t makes my old head dizzy to recall the events of that hour across the years that have intervened. possibly i, as i write these words, am the only person living who has looked upon that old stockade and taken part in its tragic history. what a marvellous change has less than a century witnessed! once the outermost guard of our western frontier, it is now the site of one of the great cities of two continents. to me, who have seen these events and changes, it possesses more than the wonderment of a dream.
that day, as i rode forward, i saw but little of the fort's formation, for my eyes and thoughts were so filled with those frenzied savages that hemmed us about, and the cool deployment of the few troops that guarded our passage-way, that everything else made but a dim impression. yet the glimpse i obtained, even at that exciting moment, together with the sub sequent experiences that came to me, have indelibly ? 106 ? impressed each detail of the rude fort upon my memory.
it stands before me now, clear-cut and prominent, its outlines distinct against the background of blue water or green plains. in that early day the fort was a fairly typical outpost of the border, like scores of others scattered at wide and irregular intervals from the carolina mountains upon the south to the joining of the great lakes at the north, forming one link in the thin chain of frontier fortifications against indian treachery and outbreak. it bore the distinction, among the others, of being the most advanced and exposed of all, and its small garrison was utterly isolated and alone, a forlorn hope in the heart of the great wilderness.
the fort had been erected nine years before our arrival, upon the southern bank of a dull and sluggish stream, emptying into the great lake from the west, and known to the earlier french explorers as the river chicagou. the spot selected was nearly that where an old-time french trading-post had stood, although the latter had been deserted for so long that no remnant of it yet lingered when the americans first took possession, and its site remained only as a vague tradition of those indian tribes whose representatives often visited these waters.
the earliest force despatched by the government to this frontier post erected here a simple stockade ? 107 ? of logs. these were placed standing on end, firmly planted in the ground and extending upward some fifteen feet, their tops sharpened as an additional protection against savage assailants. this log stockade was built quite solid, save for one main entrance, facing to the south and secured by a heavy, iron-studded gate, with a subterranean or sunken passage leading out beneath the north wall to the river, protected by a door which could be raised only from within. the enclosure thus formed was sufficiently large to contain a somewhat restricted parade-ground, about which were grouped the necessary buildings of the garrison, the quarters for the officers, the soldiers' barracks, the commandant's office, the guard-house, and the magazine. these rude structures were built in frontier style, of cleaved logs, and with one exception were but a single story in height, so that their roofs of rived shingles were well below the protection of the palisade of logs. besides these interior buildings, two block-houses were built, each constructed so that the second story overhung the first, one of them standing at the southeast and one at the northwest corner of the palisaded walls. a narrow wooden support, or walk, accessible only from one or the other of these block-houses, enabled its defenders to stand within the enclosure and look out over the row of sharpened logs. at the time of our arrival the protective armament of this primitive fort, besides the small-arms of the ? 108 ? garrison, consisted of three pieces of light artillery, brass six-pounders of antique pattern, relics of the revolution. outside the fort enclosure, only a few yards to the west along the river bank, stood the agency building, or, as it was often termed, "goods factory," built for purposes of trading with the indians, so that it would not be necessary to open the fort to them. this agency building was a rather large two-story log house, not erected for any purposes of defence. along the southern side of the stream, in both directions, the soldiers had excavated numerous root-houses, or cellars, in which to store the products of their summer gardens,—these excavations fairly honeycombing the bank.
such was fort dearborn in august of the fatal year 1812. it stood ugly, rude, isolated, afar from any help in time of need. its nearest military neighbor lay directly across the waters of the great lake, where a small detachment of troops, scarcely less isolated than itself, garrisoned a similar stockade near the mouth of the river saint joseph. to the westward, the vast plains, as yet scarce pressed by the adventurous feet of white explorers, faded away into a mysterious unknown country, roamed over by countless tribes of savages; to the northward lay an unbroken wilderness for hundreds of leagues, save for a few scattered traders at green bay, until the military outpost at mackinac was reached; to the eastward ? 109 ? rolled the waters of the great lake, storm-swept and unvexed by keel of ship, an almost unsurpassable barrier, along whose shore adventurous voyagers crept in log and bark canoes; while to the southward alternating prairie and timber-land stretched away for unnumbered leagues the indian hunting-grounds,—broken only by a few scattered settlements of french half-breeds.
from the walls of the fort the eye ranged over a dull and monotonous landscape, nowhere broken by signs of advancing civilization or even of human presence. a few hundred yards to the east the waves of lake michigan broke upon the wide, sandy beach, whence the tossing waters stretched away in tumultuous loneliness to their blending with the distant sky. southward, along the shore of the lake, the nearly level plain, brown and sun-parched, soon merged into rounded heaps of wind-drifted sand, barely diversified by a few straggling groups of cottonwoods. to the westward extended the boundless prairie, flat and bare as a floor, except where the southern fork of the little river cut its way through the soft loam, and gave rise to a scrubby growth of cottonwood and willow; while northward, across the main body of the river, the land appeared more rugged and broken, and somewhat heavily wooded with oak and other forest trees, but equally devoid of evidences of habitation.
in all this wide survey from the little knoll on ? 110 ? which the fort stood, five houses only were visible. these were built roughly of logs in the most primitive style of the frontier, and, with a single exception, were now deserted by their occupants, who had retreated for safety to the stockade of the fort. the single exception was the larger and more ambitious dwelling standing on the north bank of the river, occupied by john kinzie and his family, himself an old-time indian trader, whose honesty and long dealing with the savages had made him confident of their friendship and fidelity. at one time, however, so threatening had become the strange bands that flocked in toward dearborn, as crows to a feast, he also deserted his home, and, with those dependent upon him, sought refuge within the fort walls; but, influenced by the pledge of the pottawattomies, and believing that safety lay in trusting to their friendship, they had returned to their own house. the other cabins were scattered to the westward of the stockade, close to the river bank. these dwellings had been occupied by the families of ouilmette, burns, and lee, respectively; while the last named owned a second cabin, built some distance up the south branch of the river, and occupied by a tenant named liberty white.
the prospect was in truth depressing to one accustomed to other and more civilized surroundings. a spirit of loneliness, of fearful isolation, seemed to hover over the restless waters upon the one hand, and ? 111 ? those vast silent plains on the other; sea and sky, sky and sand, met the wearied eye wherever it wandered. the scene was unspeakably solemn in its immensity and loneliness; while irresistibly the thought would wander over those fateful leagues of prairie and forest that stretched unbrokenly between this far frontier and the few scattered and remote settlements that were its nearest neighbors.
it was not until some time later that these sombre reflections pressed upon me with all their force. after the excitement of our first boisterous greeting was over, and i found opportunity to lean across the top of the guarded stockade and gaze alone over the desolate spectacle i have endeavored to describe, i could feel more acutely the hopelessness of our situation and the danger threatening us from every side. but at the moment of our entrance, all my interest and attention had been centred upon the scenes and persons immediately about me. it was my first experience within the stockaded walls of an armed government post. the scene was new to my young senses, and, in spite of the excitement that still heated my blood, i looked upon it with such absorbing interest as to be forgetful for the moment even of the fair girl who rode in at my side.
the dull clang of the heavy iron-bound gate behind us was a welcome sound after the fierce buffetings of our perilous passage; yet it only partially shut off the savage howlings, while above the hideous ? 112 ? uproar came the sharp reports of several guns. but the instant bustle and confusion within scarcely allowed opportunity to notice this disorder; moreover, there had come to us a sense of safety and security,—we were at last within the barriers we had struggled so long to gain. however the savage hordes might rage without, we were now beyond their reach, and might take breath again.
our little party, closely bunched together, with wells and the timorous miamis at its head, surged quickly through between the bars, and came to a halt in an open space, evidently the parade-ground of the garrison, the bare earth worn smooth and hard by the trampling of many feet. a tall flag-pole rose near the centre, and the wavering shadow of the banner at its top extended to the eastern edge of the enclosure. out from the log-houses which bordered this enclosure there came a group of people to welcome us,—officers and soldiers, women neatly dressed and with bright intelligent faces, women of rougher mould attired in calico or deer-skin, hardy-looking men in rude hunter's garb, picturesque french voyageurs wiry of limb and dark of skin, an indian or two, silent, grave, emotionless, a single negro, and trailing behind them a number of dirty, delighted children, and dogs of every breed and degree. it was a motley gathering, and appeared almost like a multitude as it hurried forth into the open parade-ground, and surged joyfully about us, all ? 113 ? eager to welcome us to dearborn, and hopeful that we brought them encouragement and relief. we were of their own race, a link between them and the far-distant east; and our coming told them they were not forgotten.
the odd commingling of tongues, the constant crowding and scraps of conversation, the volley of questioning from every side, was confusing and unintelligible. i could gain only glimpses here and there of what was going on; nor was i able to judge with any accuracy of the number of those present. i looked down upon their appealing, anxious faces, with a sad heart. in some way the sight of them brought back thoughts of the savage, howling mob without, clamoring for blood, through which we had won our passage by sheer good-fortune; of those leagues of untracked forest amid whose glooms we had ploughed our way. i thought of these things as i gazed upon the helpless women and children thronging about me, and my heart sank as i realized how great indeed was the burden resting upon us all, how frail the hope of safety. death, savage, relentless, inhuman death in its most frightful guise with torture and agony unspeakable, lurked along every mile of our possible retreat; nor could i conceive how its grim coming might long be delayed by that palisade of logs. we were hopeless of rescue. we were alone, deserted, the merest handful amid the unnumbered hordes of the vast west. ? 114 ? swift and terrible as this conception was when it swept upon me, it grew deeper as i learned more fully the details of our situation.
just in front of where i lingered in my saddle, the crush slightly parted, and i noticed a tall man step forward, a fair man, having a light beard slightly tinged with gray, and wearing the undress uniform of a captain of infantry. a lady, several years his junior, stood at his side, her eyes bright with expectancy. at sight of them, captain wells instantly sprang from his horse and hastened forward, his dark face lighted by one of his rare smiles.
"captain," he exclaimed, clasping the officer's hand warmly, and extending his other hand in greeting to the lady, "i am glad indeed to have reached you in time to be of service; and you, my own dear niece,—may we yet be permitted to bring you safely back to god's country."
i was unable to catch the reply of either; but i noted that the lady flung her arms about the speaker's neck and kissed his swarthy cheek.
then captain wells spoke more loudly, so that his words reached my ears.
"but, heald," he said, "what means all this litter of garrison equipment lying scattered about? surely you have no present intention to leave the fort, in face of that savage mob out yonder?"
"'tis the orders of general hull," was the low ? 115 ? and somewhat hesitating response, "and the pottawattomie chiefs have pledged us escort around the head of the lake. but this is no place to discuss the matter. as soon as possible i would speak with you more fully in my office."
the look of undisguised amazement upon wells's face startled me; and as i glanced about me, wondering whom i might take counsel with, i was astonished to note the horse that toinette had ridden standing with empty saddle. de croix, negligently curling his mustache between his slender fingers, gazed at me with a blank stare.
"where is mademoiselle?" i questioned anxiously, as he remained silent. "surely she was with us as we came in!"
"pish! of course," he returned carelessly; "if she chooses to dismount and rejoin her friends, what has that to do with john wayland? cannot the girl so much as move without your permission, monsieur?"
the words were insolent, not less than the manner that accompanied them. instantly there flashed upon me the thought that this frenchman sought a quarrel with me; but i could conceive no reason there for, and was not greatly disposed to accommodate him.
"'twas no more than curiosity that urged my question," i answered, assuming not to notice his bravado. "i was so deeply interested in other things as to have forgotten her presence."
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"something no lady is ever likely to forgive," he interjected. "but what think you they propose doing with us here?"
as if in direct answer to his question, the young officer who had met us without now elbowed his way through the throng, until he stood at our horses' heads.
"gentlemen," he said, with a quick glance into our faces, "dismount and come within. there is but little to offer you here at dearborn, we have been cut off from civilization so long; but such as we possess will be shared with you most gladly."
de croix chatted with him in his easy, familiar manner, as we slowly crossed the parade; while i followed them in silence, my thoughts upon the disappearance of toinette and the frenchman's sudden show of animosity. my glance fell upon the groups of children scattered along our path, and i wondered which among them might prove to be roger matherson's little one. at the entrance of one of the log-houses fronting the parade, a rather ambitious building of two stories, if i remember rightly, with a narrow porch along its front, an officer was standing upon the step, talking with a sweet-faced woman who appeared scarce older than seventeen.
"lieutenant helm," said ronan, politely, "this is captain de croix, of the french army."
he presented de croix to mrs. helm, and then turned inquiringly toward me.
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"i believe i have failed to learn your name?"
"i am simply john wayland," i answered, and, with a glance at my face, lieutenant helm cordially extended his hand.
"we are greatly pleased to welcome you both," he said earnestly, but with a grave side-glance at his young wife, "though i fear we have little to offer you except privation and danger."
"how many have you in the garrison?" i questioned, my eyes upon the moving figures about us. "it looks a crowd, in that narrow space."
"they are all there who are able to crawl," he said, with a grave smile. "but in this case our numbers are a weakness. in the garrison proper we have four commissioned officers, with fifty-four non-commissioned officers and privates. to these may be added twelve settlers acting as militiamen, making a total defensive force of seventy men. but fully twenty-five of these are upon the sick-list, and totally unfit for active duty; while we are further burdened by having under our protection twelve women and twenty children. it almost crazes one to think of what their fate may be."
"your defences look strong enough to keep off savages," broke in de croix, "and i am told there is a sufficiency of provisions. saint guise! i have seen places where i had rather reside in my old age; yet with plenty of wine, some good fellows, and as ? 118 ? lovely women as have already greeted me here, 'twill not prove so bad for a few weeks."
helm glanced at him curiously; then his gaze, always gravely thoughtful, wandered back to me.
"we are to evacuate the fort," he said quietly.
"evacuate?" echoed the frenchman, as if the word were displeasing. "'tis a strange military act, in my judgment, and one filled with grave peril. does such decision come from a council?"
"there has been no council," broke in ronan, hastily. "the commander has not honored his officers by calling one. such were the orders as published on parade this morning."
he would have added more, but helm warned him by a sudden look of disapproval.
"i understand," he explained quietly, "that the instructions received from general hull at detroit were imperative, and that captain heald was left no discretion in the matter."
"i have not yet discovered the man who has seen the orders," exclaimed the ensign hotly, "and we all know it means death."
helm faced him sternly.
"a soldier's first duty is obedience," he said shortly, "and we are soldiers. gentlemen, will you not come in?"