295-98. Clark's retaliatory expedition was
made during August, 1780.--R. G. T.

[13] Butterfield, in _History of the Girtys_, p. 121, places
the white loss at seventeen killed, and "a number wounded;" and
the Indian loss at six killed and three wounded. Clark's
nephew, Joseph Rogers, was killed on August 8, the day of the
general engagement. Clark left Piqua, the 10th.--R. G. T.

[14] I am informed by S. R. Harrison, of Clarksburg, W. Va.,
that the bodies of the victims were buried about five rods from
the house, and "the graves are yet marked by the original rude
stones." Mr. Harrison continues, "This burial ground, and also
where the house stood, had never been disturbed until March,
1888--a hundred and seven years after the massacre--when the
ground about the site of the house was plowed; many interesting
relics were turned up, among them a compass and sun-dial in a
copper case. I myself found a number of relics among the
charred ruins of the house."--R. G. T.

[15] As soon as the fire was opened upon the Indians, Mrs.
Rony (one of the prisoners) ran towards the whites rejoicing at
the prospect of deliverance, and exclaiming, "I am Ellick
Rony's wife, of the Valley, I am Ellick Rony's wife, of the
Valley, and a pretty little woman too, if I was well dressed."
The poor woman, ignorant of the fact that her son was weltering
in his own gore, and forgetting for an instant that her husband
had been so recently killed, seemed intent only on her own
deliverance from the savage captors.

Another of the captives, Daniel Dougherty, being tied down, and
unable to move, was discovered by the whites as they rushed
towards the camp. Fearing that he might be one of the enemy and
do them some injury if they advanced, one of the men, stopping,
demanded who he was. Benumbed with cold, and discomposed by the
sudden firing of the whites, he could not render his Irish
dialect intelligible to them. The white man raised his gun and
directed it towards him, calling aloud, that if he did not make
known who he was, he should blow a ball through him, let him be
white man or Indian. Fear supplying him with energy, Dougherty
exclaimed, "Loord Jasus! and am I too be killed by white people
at last!" He