One man started firing at a particular window in an opposite hut and then laid aside his empty gun and waited.

When the muzzle of his enemy's gun came into sight and lowered until it had nearly gained its sight level, the rifles of the remainder of the group crashed out in a volley and usually one of the bullets, at least, found its intended billet.

This volley firing became universal among the besiegers and the effect was marked.
Two men sprinted from the edge of the woods near Mr.Trendley's cabin and gained the shelter of the storehouse, which soon broke out in flames.

The burning brands fell over the main collection of huts, where there was much confusion and swearing.

The early hour at which the attack had been delivered at first led the besieged to believe that it was an Indian affair, but this impression was soon corrected by the volley firing, which turned hope into despair.