He seemed to have a charmed life, for although eight bullets pierced his clothes, one cutting away a lock of the thick gray hair that flowed from under his three-cornered hat, he escaped without a wound.

Finally defeat became a rout which St.Clair was powerless to check.

Pushed aside in the rush of fugitives, he was left in a position of great peril.

If the Indian pursuit had been persistent, few might have escaped, but the Indians stopped to plunder the camp.

Nevertheless six hundred and thirty men were killed and over two hundred and eighty wounded, with small loss to the Indians.
Washington's reception of the news illustrates both his iron composure and the gusts of passion under which it sometimes gave way.