We trailed the Indians and, coming up on them after dark, we tomahawked them.

One of them got away crippled, but we could not follow him because we discovered that they had a white girl as captive, and one of the red devils, thinking we were a rescuing party, had tomahawked her.

She was not quite dead.

We did all we could to save her life.
She died and we buried her on the spot.

They were Red Fox's braves and were on their way to his camp with the prisoner.