On the fourth day of July following, a party of about two hundred Indians attacked Boonsborough, killed one man, and wounded two.

In this situation I was constantly exposed to danger and death.

During our travels, the Indians entertained me well; and their affection for me was so great, that they utterly refused to leave me there with the others, although the Governor offered them one hundred pounds sterling for me, on purpose to give me a parole to go home.

All you need for happiness is a good gun, a good horse, and a good wife.

Soon after, I returned home to my family, with a determination to bring them as soon as possible to live in Kentucky, which I esteemed a second paradise, at the risk of my life and fortune.

May the same Almighty Goodness banish the accursed monster, war, from all lands, with her hated associates, rapine and insatiable ambition!

Nature was here a series of wonders, and a fund of delight.