ey called out to encourage their friends, from
a little distance, where they were bound and closely guarded.
Encouraged by the thought they were so near the captives, and maddened
by the obstinacy with which the savages contended for the captives,
they made a desperate charge, breaking through the savages, and falling
upon the guard that surrounded the children, shot them, and unbinding
the thongs around their hands, and placing Edward on the dead
Arapahoe's horse, and Jane behind Edward; they then attempted to fly.
While doing this, the two detachments had joined, and now bore down
with terrible force on the little band. But they were met with volley
after volley, until desperate from the loss of their braves that fell
around them, the savages closed in and attempted to drag them from
their horses. Mr. Duncan, Lewis, and three of the Arapahoes, being
mounted on high mettled steeds, finding all would be lost if they fell
into the hands of the savages, spurred their steeds, and bounding over
the assailants, escaped into the forest. Not so fortunate were the
rest, for Howe, Sidney, Whirlwind, Edward, and Jane, were pulled from
their horses, overpowered, and bound prisoners. The rest of the
Arapahoes had fallen by the hand of their foes.
Mr. Duncan, faint with the loss of blood, and suffering severely from
his wound, would still have plunged into the midst of the savages, had
not Lewis and one of the Arapahoes ridden at his side, with his bridle
rein in their hand to prevent him from plunging into certain
destruction. They bent their course to the east whence they came, and
the second day reached camp half dead with fatigue and distress they
endured at the inevitable fate of the lost ones.
Terrible was the revulsion to Edward and Jane, for now they had no hope
from their friends, as Sidney and their uncle were captives with them,
and they supposed their father and Lewis had fallen by the savages who
went in pursuit. They knew all was lost unless they could elude the
vigilance of their pursuers, which they could not expect to do, bound
and guarded as they were.
Calmly they resigned themselves to a doom they could not avert, to be
offered as burnt-offerings to the spirits of those who had fallen in
battle. The savages having lost half of their number, were intoxicated
with rage, and with demoniac yells, goaded on their prisoners with the
points of their arrows, causing the blood to flow from numberless
punctures. Occ
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