The Indian had no time to pick up his gun; fleeing for his life he reached the bank of the river, where the bluffs were twenty feet high, and sprang over into the stream-bed.

He struck a miry place, and while he was floundering McClellan came to the top of the bluff and instantly sprang down full on him, and overpowered him.

The others came up and secured the prisoner, whom they found to be a white man; and to Miller's astonishment it proved to be his brother Christopher.

The scouts brought their prisoner, and the scalps of the two slain warriors, back to Wayne.

At first Christopher was sulky and refused to join the whites; so at Greeneville he was put in the guard house.