I am the daughter of no one, but I know how to load and shoot a gun.
But you have not told us how you came to be in company with the Indians.
Tell us girl, let us know the worst, and then we can act for the best.
Amy replied:
Those Indians stole me from my home on the Shinglekill, and were taking me to Stockbridge, and just as we were starting to cross the river, they stole this girl. A storm arose, and the Indians jumped into the river to lighten the canoe, and that is the last I saw of them.
If they got ashore anywhere, it must have been on this island. I will take my gun and go out on the raft and look.
And I will take another and go with you, said Amy.
And I will take the rest and shoot them all at once, said Cora.
All parties being armed and equipped for the emergency, they marched for the spot. It was low water, and the rocks were bare for several hundred feet above the island.