John Durkee； gathering up a force of fifty or sixty； charged straight at the warriors； but he was killed by a withering volley； which drove his men back。
Now occurred a fatal thing； one of those misconceptions which often decide the fate of a battle。 The company of Captain Whittlesey； on the extreme left； which was suffering most severely； was ordered to fall back。 The entire little army； which was being pressed hard now； seeing the movement of Whittlesey； began to retreat。 Even without the mistake it is likely they would have lost in the face of such numbers。
The entire horde of Indians； Tories； Canadians； English； and renegades； uttering a tremendous yell； rushed forward。 Colonel Zebulon Butler； seeing the crisis； rode up and down in front of his men； shouting： 〃Don't leave me； my children！ the victory is ours！〃 Bravely his officers strove to stop the retreat。 Every captain who led a company into action was killed。 Some of these captains were but boys。 The men were falling by dozens。
All the Indians； by far the most formidable part of the invading force； were through the swamp now； and； dashing down their unloaded rifles； threw themselves； tomahawk in hand； upon the defense。 Not more than two hundred of the Wyoming men were left
standing； and the impact of seven or eight hundred savage warriors was so great that they were hurled back in confusion。 A wail of grief and terror came from the other side of the river； where a great body of women and children were watching the fighting。
〃The battle's lost；〃 said Shif'less Sol；
〃Beyond hope of saving it；〃 said Henry； 〃but； boys； we five are alive yet； and we'll do our best to help the others protect the retreat。〃
They kept under cover； fighting as calmly as they could amid such a terrible scene； picking off warrior after warrior； saving more than one soldier ere the tomahawk fell。 Shif'less Sol took a shot at 〃Indian〃 Butler； but he was too far away； and the bullet missed him。
〃I'd give five years of my life if he were fifty yards nearer；〃 exclaimed the shiftless one。
But the invading force came in between and he did not get another shot。 There was now a terrible medley； a continuous uproar； the crashing fire of hundreds of rifles； the shouts of the Indians； and the cries of the wounded。 Over them all hovered smoke and dust； and the air was heavy； too； with the odor of burnt gunpowder。 The division of old men and very young boys stood next； and the Indians were upon them； tomahawk in hand； but in the face of terrible odds all bore themselves with a valor worthy of the best of soldiers。 Three fourths of them died that day； before they were driven back on the fort。
The Wyoming force was pushed away from the edge of the swamp； which had been some protection to the left； and they were now assailed from all sides except that of the river。 〃Indian〃 Butler raged at the head of his men； who had been driven back at first； and who had been saved by the Indians。 Timmendiquas； in the absence of Brant； who was not seen upon this field； became by valor and power of intellect the leader of all the Indians for this moment。 The Iroquois； although their own fierce chiefs； I…Tiokatoo； Sangerachte； and the others fought with them； unconsciously obeyed him。 Nor did the fierce woman； Queen Esther； shirk the battle。 Waving her great tomahawk； she was continually among the warriors； singing her song of war and death。
They were driven steadily back toward the fort； and the little band crumbled away beneath the deadly fire。 Soon none would be left unless they ran for their lives。 The five drew away toward the forest。 They saw that the fort itself could not hold out against such a numerous and victorious foe； and they had no mind to be trapped。 But their retreat was slow； and as they went they sent bullet after bullet into the Indian flank。 Only a small percentage of the Wyoming force was left； and it now broke。 Colonel Butler and Colonel Dennison； who were mounted； reached the fort。 Some of the men jumped into the river； swam to the other shore and escaped。 Some swam to a little island called Monocacy； and hid； but the Tories and Indians hunted them out and slew them。 One Tory found his brother there； and killed him with his own hand； a deed of unspeakable horror that is yet mentioned by the people of that region。 A few fled into the forest and entered the fort at night。
CHAPTER X
THE BLOODY ROCK
Seeing that all was lost； the five drew farther away into the woods。 They were not wounded； yet their faces were white despite the tan。 They had never before looked upon so terrible a scene。 The Indians； wild with the excitement of a great triumph and thirsting for blood； were running over the field scalping the dead； killing some of the wounded； and saving others for the worst of tortures。 Nor were their white allies one whit behind them。 They bore a full part in the merciless war upon the conquered。 Timmendiquas； the great Wyandot； was the only one to show nobility。 Several of the wounded he saved from immediate death； and he tried to hold back the frenzied swarm of old squaws who rushed forward and began to practice cruelties at which even the most veteran warrior might shudder。 But Queen Esther urged them on； and 〃Indian〃 Butler himself and the chiefs were afraid of her。
Henry； despite himself； despite all his experience and powers of self…control； shuddered from head to foot at the cries that came from the lost field； and he was sure that the others were doing the same。 The sun was setting； but its dying light； brilliant and intense； tinged the field as if with blood； showing all the yelling horde as the warriors rushed about for scalps； or danced in triumph； whirling their hideous trophies about their heads。 Others were firing at men who were escaping to the far bank of the Susquehanna； and others were already seeking the fugitives in their vain hiding places on the little islet。
The five moved farther into the forest； retreating slowly； and sending in a shot now and then to protect the retreat of some fugitive who was seeking the shelter of the woods。 The retreat had become a rout and then a massacre。 The savages raged up and down in the greatest killing they had known since Braddock's defeat。 The lodges of the Iroquois would be full of the scalps of white men。
All the five felt the full horror of the scene； but it made its deepest impress； perhaps； upon Paul。 He had taken part in border battles before； but this was the first great defeat。 He was not blind to the valor and good qualities of the Indian and his claim upon the wilderness； but he saw the incredible cruelties that he could commit； and he felt a horror of those who used him as an ally； a horror that he could never dismiss from his mind as long as he lived。
〃Look！〃 he exclaimed； 〃look at that！〃
A man of seventy and a boy of fourteen were running for the forest。 They might have been grandfather and grandson。 Undoubtedly they had fought in the Battalion of the Very Old and the Very Young； and now； when everything else was lost； they were seeking to save their lives in the friendly shelter of the woods。 But they were pursued by two groups of Iroquois； four warriors in one； and three in the other； and the Indians were gaining fast。
〃I reckon we ought to save them；〃 said Shif'less Sol。
〃No doubt of it；〃 said Henry。 〃Paul； you and Sol move off to the right a little； and take the three； while the rest of us will look out for the four。〃
The little band separated according to the directions； Paul and Sol having the lighter task； as the others were to meet the group of four Indians at closer range。 Paul and Sol were behind some trees； and； turning at an angle； they ran forward to intercept the three Indians。 It would have seemed to anyone who was not aware of the presence of friends in the forest that the old man and the boy would surely be overtaken and be tomahawked； but three rifles suddenly flashed among the foliage。 Two of the warriors in the group of four fell； and a third uttered a yell of pain。 Paul and Shif'less Sol fired at the same time at the group of three。 One fell before the deadly rifle of Shif'less Sol； but Paul only grazed his man。 Nevertheless； the whole pursuit stopped； and the boy and the old man escaped to the forest； and subsequently to safety at the Moravian towns。
Paul； watching the happy effect of the shots； was about to say something to Shif'less Sol； when an immense force was hurled upon him； and he was thrown to the ground。 His comrade was served in the same way； but the shiftless one was uncommonly strong and agile。 He managed to writhe half way to his knees； and he shouted in a tremendous voice：
〃Run； Henry； run！ You can't do anything for us now！〃
Braxton Wyatt struck him fiercely across the mouth。 The blood came； but the shiftless one merely spat it out； and looked curiously at the renegade。
〃I've often wondered about you； Braxton；〃 he said calmly。 〃 I used to think that anybody； no matter how bad； had some good in him； but I reckon you ain't got none。〃
Wyatt did not answer； but rushed forward in search of the others。 But Henry； Silent Tom； and Long Jim had vanished。 A powerful party of warriors had stolen upon Shif'less Sol and Paul； while they were absorbed in the chase of the old man and the boy； and now they were prisoners； bound securely。 Braxton Wyatt came back from the fruitless search for the three； but his face was full of savage joy as he looked down at the captured two。
〃We could have killed you just as easily；〃 he said； 〃but we didn't want to do that。 Our friends here are going to have their fun with you first。〃
Paul's cheeks whitened a little at the horrible suggestion； but Shif'less Sol faced them boldly。 Several white men in uniform had come up； and among them was an elderly one； short and squat； and with a great flame colored handkerchief tied around his bead。
〃You may burn us alive； or you may do other things jest ez bad to us； all under the English flag；〃 said Shif'less Sol； 〃 but I'm thinkin' that a lot o' people in England will be ashamed uv it when they hear the news。〃
〃Indian〃 Butler and his uniformed soldiers turned away； leaving Shif'less Sol and Paul in the