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long afterward he told how well he remembered 

 thinking that it would be some time before they 

 would all be massacred and his own turn come. 

 However, at this point the pursuit ceased, and a few 

 miles further on he had gained the middle of the 

 flying troops, and like them came to a walk. He 

 fell in with a queer group, consisting of the sole 

 remaining officer of the artillery, an infantry cor- 

 poral, and a woman called Red-headed Nance. Both 

 of the latter were crying, the corporal for the loss 

 of his wife, the woman for the loss of her child. 

 The worn-out officer hung on the corporal's arm, 

 while Van Cleve "carried his fusee and accoutre- 

 ments and led Nance; and in this sociable way ar- 

 rived at Fort Jefferson a little after sunset." 



Before reaching Fort Jefferson the wretched army 

 encountered the regular regiment which had been 

 so unfortunately detached a couple of days before 

 the battle. The most severely wounded were left 

 in the fort; 34 and then the flight was renewed, un- 

 til the disorganized and half-armed rabble reached 

 Fort Washington, and the mean log huts of Cin- 

 cinnati. Six hundred and thirty men had been 

 killed and over two hundred and eighty wounded; 

 less than five hundred, only about a third of the 

 whole number engaged in the battle, remained un- 

 hurt. But one or two were taken prisoners, for 

 the Indians butchered everybody, wounded or un- 



M Bradley MSS. The addition of two hundred sick and 

 wounded brought the garrison to such short commons that 

 they had to slaughter the pack-horses for food. 



