I am going to have to do all I possibly can to protect my family.  Seems that there's danger lurking just outside our front door ...

There have been reports from people that Indians have taken over the country side: they are advising us to stay indoors: to go out would be downright dangerous, possibly even fatal, to those who might inadvertantly encounter these uncivilized savages who have only one thing on their minds: death and destruction.

The Indians who are reputed to be outside are said to be from a tribe of particularly wild Indians rightfully known as "The Head-Splitters".  They will stop at nothing to kill a person just as soon as they catch sight of them or even look at them for only a brief moment.  That's how nasty they are.

We knoew they are near: we can smell them.  They smell like a combination of dirt, sweat, unwashed bodies, and smoke.  They have an extrmely strong odor about them.They must be surrounding our house, for the smell never goes away; it strikes fear in all our hearts.

My wife and I have covered up the windows and barred the doors by shoving heavy objects against it, so the Indians can't possibly get inside.  We have made allowances to cover up our chimney so they cannot drop down unexpectedly and surprise us.  We know this is only a temporary solution: these Indians are smart and will do all they possibly can to gain their way in.

They want nothing more than to see us dead ... or perhaps to kidnap our sons and daughter, to hopefully turn them into members of their tribe and then our own children will end up hating us.

I have seen a person who has been scalped: it was several months back.  A man had encountered a tribe of Indians and the Indian who did this nearly buried his tomahawk into the poor man's skill.  It was a bloody, disgusting sight.  Ever since, I have feared the Indians, and I have feared that my very own family will end up next on their death list.

Every noise, every movment startles my wife and the kids hide undeneath her skirts.  Our kids are just little: the oldest, our daughter, is only nine; our sons, meanwhile, are five and nearly two.  We did have a second son, but he was killed by a stray bullet when he and a pal were fooling around with his pa's musket rifle and it dischaged, the bullet striking my son right in the face.  He died just moments later.

I don't know what is going to happen, but I and my wife are going to do all we possibly can to protect our family!!

~To be continued.~