From the timber came the ringing shout of the borderers, and a score or more of the settlers, headed by General Treveling and stout Jake Jackson, came with a rush into the clearing.
Girty, though badly wounded, and the unhurt savages, had fled at once.
Jake and fully one-half of the borderers followed in pursuit.
The captives were speedily released from their bonds.
“Let me give thanks to that Heaven that in its bounty has seen fit to give me back both my daughters to gladden the last years of an old man’s life!” cried Treveling, in joy, as he folded his children to his heart.
The timely arrival of the settlers was easily explained. Noc-a-tah, the Shawnee chief, had faithfully kept the promise made to the dying renegade, and had first sought Point Pleasant and given the “totem” into the hands of the General.
The father’s joy on learning that his eldest daughter lived can easily be imagined.
Jackson, who had seen the Indian depart, instantly counseled that he should be tracked, that the whereabouts of the rest of the Shawnees might be discovered.
The advice of the stout Indian-fighter had been followed, and the happy result was, the rescuing of Girty’s victims.