A moment later some additional Indians came into view, and then the whites and their red allies took up the retreat towards Fort Pitt. They kept up a constant shooting, and this noise at length reached the fort and caused Colonel Bouquet to hurry out a company.
"The regulars are coming!" cried Dave. He was almost exhausted from running and fighting.
"Thank God for it," murmured James Morris. "They cannot get here too soon."
As the soldiers came forward they shouted loudly, and hearing this, Moon Eye gave his warriors orders to be cautious. Then the regulars bounded to the front, and at the first volley from the gallant Highlanders the enemy fled back to the lake and then to their village. On the following morning, fearing another attack by the English, the village was moved many miles to the westward.
"The battle is over," said Henry. "And I am not sorry."
"Is everybody safe?" asked Rodney.
"Reckon as how they are," answered Barringford, with a look around.
"Then that is a good deal to be thankful for," said Dave, soberly.
Here let me add a few words and then draw to a close this tale of "The Fort in the Wilderness."