could guarantee safety from the bloodthirsty arrows of savages accustomed to doing night violence. The men huddled together for the night. With backs propped against trees, guns in hand, they shivered with the chilling dew. They felt hunger, cold, tension, fear! Every snapping twig caused the men to start and grasp their weapons. If the Indians were stalking them, the men could not see. The silence was not the silence of peace, but of fear. A fire would make them a target, and the cooked food prepared for that day had all been stolen. Tom, Harry, Harold, and young Tommy grouped together on a promontory of the bank and hung their hammocks. They found some powdered milk and mixed it with river water in a tin can. “Now remember what God said, Tommy: ‘Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day.’* God kept us from the arrows today. He will keep us from fear tonight.”
*Psalm 91:5
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