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During the siege of Bryan's Station Kentucky August Nicholas Tomlinson and Thomas Bell two inhabitants of the Fort undertook to ride through the besieging Indian and Tory lines to Lexington Ky for aid It happened also during this siege that the pioneer women of the Fort when the water supply was exhausted heroically carried water from a spring at a considerable distance outside the palisades of the Station to its inmates under the very guns of the enemy	A
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With saddles girt and reins held fast	B
Our rifles well in front at last	B
Tom Bell and I were mounted	C
The gate swung wide We said Good bye	D
No time for talk had Bell and I	D
One said God speed another Fly	D
Then out we galloped Live or die	D
We felt each moment counted	C
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The trace the buffaloes had worn	E
Stretched broad before us and the corn	E
And cane through which it wended	C
We knew for acres from the gate	C
Hid Indian guile and Tory hate	C
We rode with hearts that seemed to wait	C
For instant death and on our fate	C
The Station's fate depended	C
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No rifle cracked No creature stirred	C
As on towards Lexington we spurred	C
Unflinchingly together	F
We reached the woods no savage shout	C
Of all the wild Wyandotte rout	C
And Shawanese had yet rung out	C
But now and then an Indian scout	C
Showed here a face and feather	F
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We rode expecting death each stride	C
From thicket depth or tree trunk side	C
Where some red foe might huddle	G
For well we knew that renegade	C
The blood stained Girty had not stayed	C
His fiends from us who rode for aid	C
The dastard he who had betrayed	C
The pioneers of Ruddle	G
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And when an arrow grazed my hair	H
I did not turn I did not spare	H
To spur as men spur warward	C
A war whoop rang this side a rock	I
Then painted faces swarmed to block	I
Our way with brandished tomahawk	J
And rifle then a shout a shock	I
And we again rode forward	C
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They followed but 'twas no great while	K
Before from them by some long mile	K
Of forest we were sundered	C
We galloped on I'd lost my gun	L
And Bell whose girth had come undone	L
Rode saddleless The summer sun	L
Was up when into Lexington	L
Side unto side we thundered	C
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Too late For Todd had left that day	C
With many men Decoyed away	C
To Hoy's by some false story	A
And we must after Bryan's needs	M
Said On although our gallant steeds	M
Were blown Enough we must do deeds	M
Must follow where our duty leads	M
Be it to death or glory	A
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The way was wild and often barred	C
By trees and rocks and it was hard	C
To keep our hearts from sinking	N
But thoughts of those we'd left behind	C
Gave strength to muscle and to mind	C
To help us onward through the blind	C
Deep woods And often we would find	C
Ourselves of loved ones thinking	N
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The hot stockade No water left	C
The fierce attack All hope bereft	C
The powder grimed defender	F
The war cry and the groan of pain	O
All day the slanting arrow rain	O
Of fire from the corn and cane	O
The stern defence but all in vain	O
And then at last surrender	F
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But not for Bryan's no too well	P
Must they remember what befell	P
At Ruddle's and take warning	N
So thought we as all dust and sweat	C
We rode with faces forward set	C
And came to Station Boone while yet	C
An hour from noon We had not let	C
Our horses rest since morning	N
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Here Ellis met us with his men	Q
They did not stop nor tarry then	Q
That little band of lions	R
But setting out at once with aid	C
Right well you know how unafraid	C
They charged the Indian ambuscade	C
And through a storm of bullets made	C
Their entrance into Bryan's	R
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And that is all I have to tell	P
No more the Huron's hideous yell	P
Sounds to assault and slaughter	F
Perhaps to us some praise is due	C
But we are men accustomed to	C
Such dangers which we often woo	C
Much more is due our women who	C
Brought to the Station water	F

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