The Indians yelled and danced round the stake; they devised every kind of hellish torture.

When at last an Indian ran in and tore off the scalp of the still living man I could bear to see no more, and I turned and ran.
I have been in some tough places, but this last was the worst." "My God! it is awful--and to think that man Girty was once a white man," cried Col.

Zane.
"He came very near being a dead man," said Jonathan, with grim humor.

"I got a long shot at him and killed his big white horse." "It's a pity you missed him," said Silas Zane.
"Here comes Wetzel.

What will he say about the massacre ?" remarked Major McColloch.
Wetzel joined the group at that moment and shook hands with Jonathan.