On the twenty-second day of June, 1780, a large party of Indians and Canadians, about six hundred in number, commanded by Col.
I settled my family in Boonsborough once more; and shortly after, on the sixth day of October, 1780, I went in company with my brother to the Blue Licks; and, on our return home, we were fired upon by a party of Indians.
Towards Spring, we were frequently harassed by Indians; and, in May, 1782, a party assaulted Ashton's station, killed one man, and took a Negro prisoner.
You will all be going soon I suppose; the whole party breaking up.
The rest of the party were now returning, and all were soon collected.
Such, however, was the crowd and confusion, that, during the earlier part of the conflict, their efforts to meet were unavailing, and they were repeatedly separated by the eagerness of their followers, each of whom was anxious to win honour, by measuring his strength against the leader of the opposite party.
But at this moment the party of the Disinherited Knight had the worst; the gigantic arm of Front-de-B
shouted forth one of the party
stationed in the balcony on the lookout.
When on a war party, however, they go on foot, to enable them to skulk through the country with greater secrecy; to keep in thickets and ravines, and use more adroit subterfuges and stratagems.
As they enjoy their favorite state of hostility with all these tribes, their expeditions are prone to be conducted in the most lawless and predatory style; nor do they hesitate to extend their maraudings to any party of white men they meet with; following their trails; hovering about their camps; waylaying and dogging the caravans of the free traders, and murdering the solitary trapper.
Continuing their progress up the Missouri, the party encamped on the evening of the 21st of March, in the neighborhood of a little frontier village of French creoles.
As they were sixteen in number, and well supplied with weapons and ammunition, they trusted to be able to give any marauding party a warm reception.
After Boris came a lady with the colonel, then the general himself, then the Rostovs, and the party
became unquestionably exactly like all other evening parties.
When the lieutenant learned of the recent disappearance of the man he sought, he expressed his determination to push on at once in pursuit; and as Professor Maxon feared again to remain unprotected in the heart of the Bornean wilderness his entire party was taken aboard the cutter.
For an hour the party traversed the trail in the wake of von Horn and his savage companions.