From She Would Be a Soldier; Or, The Plains of Chippewa by M. M. (Mordecai Manuel) Noah

Why, my father wrote for me, expecting that the campaign was drawing to a close; but scarcely had I arrived here, when intelligence reached us that the enemy, in force, had occupied a position near Chippewa; it was too late to return, so I remained to see a little skirmishing. (LENOX: And are you prepared to endure the privations of a camp?) Oh, it is delightful! it is something out of the common order of things, something new--such echoing of bugles--glistening of fire-arms, and nodding of plumes--such marchings and countermarchings--and such pretty officers too, Lenox; but then a terrible accident happened to me the other day. (LENOX: Aye, what was it?) Why you must know, that I accompanied my father, who with his suite, and a small detachment, went out on a reconnoitering project.--Just as we debouched from the wood, according to the military phrase, we came suddenly and unexpectedly on a foraging party of the enemy, who began to fight and retreat at the same time.

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