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Betty Zane

over the question of raising the siege, the long, peculiar whoop of an Indian spy, who
had been sent out to watch for the approach of a relief party, rang out. This seemed a
signal for retreat. Scarcely had the shrill cry ceased to echo in the hills when the Indians
and the British, abandoning their dead, moved rapidly across the river.
After a short interval a mounted force was seen galloping up the creek road. It proved to
be Capt. Boggs, Swearengen, and Williamson with seventy men. Great was the
rejoicing. Capt. Boggs had expected to find only the ashes of the Forts. And the gallant
little garrison, although saddened by the loss of half its original number, rejoiced that it
had repulsed the united forces of braves and British.
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