In that moment Wetzel was an appalling sight.
"Col.

Zane, I'd been here days before, but I run into some Shawnees, and they gave me a hard chase.

I have to report that Girty, with four hundred Injuns and two hundred Britishers, are on the way to Ft.

Henry." "My God!" exclaimed Col.Zane.Strong man as he was the hunter's words had unnerved him.
The loud and clear tone of the church-bell rang out on the still night air.

Only once it sounded, but it reverberated among the hills, and its single deep-toned ring was like a knell.