Escape" From Chapter 11 Synopsis: Jacob Hochstetler is a peace-loving Amish settler in Pennsylvania's Blue Mountains whose family is attacked with their house put on fire during hostilities of the French and Indian War. Based on a true story. Flames broke through the dry shingles of the roof into the upstairs rooms. Smoke fell down the stairs and flames soon licked their way through the ceiling. What was there left to do? Without water to quench the fire, the floorboards would soon give way. Jacob tried to cough out the smoke in his lungs. "We can't hold on any longer. We'll have to crawl out that window." Better to be captured or killed than to be burned to death. Lizzie's brown eyes were wild with fear. "I can't! I can't fit through there.""You'll have to try. I'll help you."Jacob rolled the empty barrel to the window and turned it upside down. He hoisted himself up and put his head out the window. No Indians. Maybe the sunlight sent them scrambling for cover. Maybe the family could find a place to hide."Now it's time to go," he said. "Joseph, you go first. If the Indians are still nearby, maybe you can outrun them. Tell us what you see."It didn't take long for Joseph to pull himself onto the barrel and out the window. He poked his head back inside. "I don't see them. They must have gone into the woods."Jacob grabbed Christian's arm. "You go next." The boy scrambled onto the barrel and crawled out the window in a few moments."Jakey, you're next.""My leg hurts. I can't swing it up that high.""I'll help you." Jacob got a hold of the boy's good leg and hoisted him up. Joseph reached through the window and grabbed Jakey's hand. Before long, Jakey was outside."Come, Franey, you're next." "I'm scared." Her face was streaked with tears."Come, I'll swing you up. If you see Indians, run to your hiding place." Jacob grabbed her and swung her up onto the barrel. Joseph reached in and helped her out. Now it was Lizzie's turn. "I can't fit through that hole," she whimpered. What could he do to get Lizzie out of this fiery prison? He certainly wasn't going to leave without her. Joseph grasped Lizzie's arms and pulled. Jacob lifted up her legs from the back, his face drowning in the folds of her dress, and pushed. She wiggled and moaned, and soon lay panting on the ground outside the window. Then he hoisted himself onto the barrel and was out the window in a few moments. Jacob helped Lizzie to her feet and tried to get his bearings. Just then, Christian pointed toward the peach orchard and whispered, "Look, Dat, there's an Indian."A young warrior stood by the peach trees, picking the ripe fruit. Jacob put his finger to his lips and beckoned the family to follow him around the corner of the house. Just then the warrior spied them and let out a loud whoop. In a few moments, other warriors came running from the woods, yelling and brandishing their weapons."Everyone run and hide!" Jacob didn't recognize his own voice. It came out strangled and muffled. Franey headed for the woods beyond the spring house, on her way to her favorite hiding place in a hollow tree trunk. Oh God, Jacob prayed, let her get there before the Indians see her. Joseph bolted off to the right and ran toward the woods with three braves in pursuit. God, Jacob prayed, let him outrun them. Jakey started off to the left, hopping on one foot and dragging his injured leg. Christian started off toward the meadow on the right. Lizzie and Jacob headed for a thicket behind the house when four braves appeared in front of them. In a matter of moments, Jakey, Christian, Lizzie, and Jacob were all hemmed in. A couple of braves grabbed hold of each of them. Joseph was nowhere to be seen."Captured!"From Chapter 13 Synopsis: Jacob Hochstetler and his two surviving sons are captured and held as the result of a deadly attack on his family during hostilities of the French and Indian War in eastern Pennsylvania. The war party walked single file, following the base of the Blue Mountain. They walked along in silence, except for the times when the captain barked an order to the group. Jacob and his sons said nothing as they followed. The group had marched for several hours when Jacob first noticed the scalp that dangled from the waist of the warrior who walked just behind the captain. There was no mistaking Franey's brown pigtails. Those evil men killed my little Franey. He had been holding onto hope that she had escaped. Jacob slowed down as the knowledge slammed into his chest. A moment later, a blow on the back of | Jacob's Choice by Ervin R Stutzman, Hardcover | Indigo Chapters