human
Great God, John! says he,
gpt
You know nothing?
human
Nothing, Dan, only that we heard cannon to the eastward yesterday.
gpt
For our fine regiments marched into an ambuscade on our way to drive Sir John from Stanwix, which he had invested. Colonel Cox is dead, and Majors Eisinlord and Klepsattle and Van Slyck. Colonel Paris is taken, and our brigade surgeon, Younglove, and Captain Martin of the batteaux service. John Frey, Major of brigade, is missing, and so is Colonel Bellinger. Scarce an inferior officer but is slain or taken; our dead soldiers are carted off by waggon-loads; our wounded lie in their alder-litters. And among them our general,--old Honikol Herkimer!--and I myself saw that brave Oneida die--our interpreter, Spencer----