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- - 06-02-04

I'm having a hard time not inserting myself into this scene, if you know what I mean.

In the summer of 1780, as believed, Simon Groat was pursued from a field in which he was at work on the south side of the Mohawk, six or eight miles above Schenectady, by a party of Indians and tories. He ran down the river bank and called to John Clement, who was at work on the opposite side, to come with a canoe and take him across. He replied that he dared not do it. Attempting to ford the stream, Groat was shot and sank into the water and disappeared. Clement made his escape.

From The Frontiersmen of New York by Jeptha R. Simms, 1883




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