refused admittance at that door, made an effort at the opposite one.  That door they soon beat open with a rail, and endeavored to take the three girls prisoners.  The little girl sprang away, and might have escaped from them in the darkness and the woods.  But the forlorn child, under the natural impulse of instinct, ran for the other door and cried for help.  The brothers within, it may be supposed, would wish to go forth and protect the feeble and terrified wailer.  The mother, taking a broader view of expedience and duty, forbade them.  They soon hushed the cries of the distracted child by the merciless tomahawk.  While a part of the Indians were engaged in murdering this child, and another in confining one of the grown girls that they had made captive, the third heroically defended herself with a knife, which she was using at a loom at the moment of attack.  The intrepidity she put forth was unavailing.  She killed one Indian, and was herself killed by another.  The Indians, meanwhile, having obtained possession of one half the house, fired it.  The persons shut up in the other half had now no other alternative than to be consumed in the flames rapidly spreading towards them, or to go forth and expose themselves to the murderous tomahawks, that had already laid three of the family in their blood.  The Indians stationed themselves in the dark angles of the fence, where, by the bright glare of the flames, they could see every thing, and yet remain themselves unseen.  Here they could make a sure mark of all that should escape from within.  One of the sons took charge of his aged and infirm mother, and the other of his widowed sister and her infant.  The brothers emerged from the burning ruins, separated, and endeavored to spring over the fence.  The mother was shot dead as her son was piously aiding her over the fence.  The other brother was killed as he was gallantly defending his sister.  The widowed sister, her infant, and one of the brothers escaped the massacre, and alarmed the settlement.  Thirty men, commanded by Colonel Edwards, arrived next day to witness the appalling spectacle presented around the smoking ruins of this cabin.  Considerable snow had fallen, and the Indians were obliged to leave a trail, which easily indicated their path.  In the evening of that day, they came upon the expiring body of the young woman, apparently murdered but a few moments before their arrival.  The Indians had been premonished of their pursuit by the barking of a dog that followed them.  They overtook and killed two of the Indians that had staid behind, apparently as voluntary victims to secure the retreat of the rest.

To prevent immigrants from reaching the country, the Indians infested the Ohio river, and concealed themselves in small parties at different points from Pittsburgh to Louisville, where they laid in ambush and fired upon the boats as they passed.  They frequently attempted by false signals to decoy the boats ashore, and in several instances succeeded by these artifices in capturing and murdering whole families, and plundering them of their effects.  They even armed and manned some of the boats and scows they had taken, and used them as a kind of floating battery, by means of which they killed and captured many persons approaching the settlements.