The Indians had wantonly shed the first blood.

The land belonged to no one tribe, but was hunted over by all, each feeling jealous of every other intruder; they attacked the whites, not because the whites had wronged them, but because their invariable policy was to kill any strangers on any grounds over which they themselves ever hunted, no matter what man had the best right thereto.

The Kentucky hunters were promptly taught that in this no-man's-land, teeming with game and lacking even a solitary human habitation, every Indian must be regarded as a foe.
The man who had accompanied Squire Boon was terrified by the presence of the Indians, and now returned to the settlements.

The two brothers remained alone on their hunting-grounds throughout the winter, living in a little cabin.

About the first of May Squire set off alone to the settlements to procure horses and ammunition.