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with the utmost fury, and with so much effect, that the Indi- 

 ans were driven about thirty rods ; but no sooner had Darke 

 returned to his position than the Indians were there also; this 

 was owing to a want of riflemen to press the advantage, which 

 Darke had obtained by driving off the enemy. 



Instantly after this charge, General Butler was mortally 

 wounded, the right wing was broken, the artillerists were 

 nearly all killed,-the guns were taken by the enemy, and the 

 camp was everywhere penetrated by his ferocious warriors. 

 Major Butler, though his leg was broken by a ball, mounted 

 his horse, and bravely led his battalion to the charge. Majors 

 Darke and Clark led theirs also to the charge. They charged 

 the enemy with the bayonet, drove the Indians out of the 

 camp, and restored the guns. But while the Indians were 

 pressed with the bayonet at one point, they kept up their con- 

 tinual fire from every other point, with fatal effect. Every 

 charge, when made, drove the enemy back, at the point where 

 it was made, but, no general effect was produced, on the ene- 

 my. Instead of keeping their ranks and fighting, the troops 

 huddled together in crowds, about the fires, and were shot 

 down, without resistence. The officers did their duty bravely, 

 and were shot down in great numbers, by the enemy, who 

 took a sure and fatal aim at them. The Indians always shoot 

 at the officers. 



All this time, St. Clair was so worn down by fatigue and 

 disease, gout and rheumatism, that he was not able to mount 

 or dismount his horse, without assistance. 



All that now remained to be done, was to bring off the 

 remains of the army. General St. Clair ordered Lieutenant 

 Colonel William Darke, with the second regiment to clear 

 away the enemy from the path in which the army had march- 

 ed to the spot where they were fighting; and, he ordered 

 Major Clarke to cover the rear of the army. These orders 

 were obeyed, and a most disorderly flight commenced, and con- 

 tinued for about four miles. It was now ten o'clock in the 

 forenoon. All this time, the carnage was dreadful. Our 

 soldiers finally threw away their arms, and fled for their lives. 



