ng the garrison. It was true Allen was dreaded by the
British more than the men who were besieging Boston.

He was a freelance, and it was never known where he might strike.

His daring at Ticonderoga was not forgotten, and although no money
reward was offered for his arrest, it was known that promotion would be
the reward of those who captured him.

A small force was sent at once to the farmhouse and Allen called on to
surrender.

The lieutenant who had been consigned to the lead was of a different
nature to the sergeant of Sabrevous, for he would not listen to any
speech.

"I am here to arrest you and your party, and save your breath, for you
will need it at the court-martial. Surrender or we shall make you."

"We shall not surrender," answered Allen, calmly.

Allen, Baker and Old Buckskin had got into a corner of the room and
dragged tables and a heavy dresser in front of them.

The English fired at the "rebels" and succeeded only in damaging the
walls and furniture.

Old Buckskin raised his musket, an old friend that had brought down
many a bear and wolf in the forests; he patted it affectionately and
took aim.

Every movement was as calm as though the enemy was a defenseless animal
destined to fall beneath the unerring aim of the hunter.

The soldiers had reloaded and awaited the order to fire.

The musket belched forth its leaden fury, and the lieutenant fell dead.

"No use tackling small fry when the big uns are there," explained the
hunter, as he reloaded.

Allen and Baker had both fired their pistols and wounded two of the
soldiers.

"Let us charge them," suggested Allen, and almost before the words were
uttered the little band of patriots had emerged from behind their
barricade and were pressing the English toward the door.

With their leader dead, and four more dead or wounded, the soldiers
became demoralized, and throwing away their guns, ran just as fast as
they would had a pack of hungry wolves been in pursuit.

"Shall we pursue?" asked Baker.

"No, we will return to the camp. I think we have done all we can this
trip."

The return to the Isle-aux-Noix was accomplished without any adventure,
and Allen was warmly welcomed by Gen. Montgomery.

The young Irish leader had just determined on the siege of St. John,
and the information that Allen could give him proved very useful.

The whole plan of campaign was discussed and considerably modified
after Allen had given his views on t