ting but he was killed when the savage fired at him, broke
forth with the exclamation, "_Why George, I thought you were dead_,"
and manifested, even in that sorrowful moment, a joyful feeling at his
mistake.

The Indians who were at the house, wrought their work of blood upon
such as would have been impediments to their [319] retreat; and
killing two or three smaller children, took Mrs. Bozarth and two boys
prisoners. With these they made their way to their towns and arrived
in time to surrender their captives to Gen. Wayne.

This was the last mischief done by the Indians in North Western
Virginia. For twenty years the inhabitants of that section of the
country, had suffered all the horrors of savage warfare, and all the
woes which spring from the uncurbed indulgence of those barbarous and
vindicitive passions, which bear sway in savage breasts. The treaty of
Greenville, concluded on the 3d of August 1795, put a period to the
war, and with it, to those acts of devastation and death which had so
long spread dismay and gloom throughout the land.

FINIS.
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[1] Drake, in _Aboriginal Races of North America_ (15th
ed.), p. 616, cites the Waggoner massacre as "the first exploit
in which we find Tecumseh engaged." L. V. McWhorter sends me
this interesting note, giving the local tradition regarding the
affair: "John Waggoner lived on Jesse's Run, more than two
miles above its junction with Hacker's Creek. While engaged in
burning logs in his clearing, he was sitting upon a log, with a
handspike lying across his lap. It was thought that Tecumseh
mistook this tool for a gun, and was nervous. But three in
number, the Indians had entered the district with some
trepidation. Over Sunday, while the settlers were holding
religious services in West's Fort, the savages lay in a
neighboring ravine. The dogs of the settlement barked furiously
at them, and ran toward their hiding place, trying to lead
their masters; but the latter supposed that the animals had
merely scented wolves, hence paid no attention to them.
Tecumseh was but thirty paces from Waggoner when he fired, and
it is singular that he missed, for the latter was a large man
and in fair view. Waggoner sprang up and started for his cabin,
a short distance only, but when about fifteen yards away saw an
Indian chasing one of the chi