To launch the spear, or to touch the trigger, only remains.] To retreat, his excellency now thought would be more dangerous than to advance.

He therefore cried out to the man, Weeeree, Weeree, (bad; you are doing wrong) displaying at the same time, every token of amity and confidence.

The words had, however, hardly gone forth, when the Indian, stepping back with one foot, aimed his lance with such force and dexterity, that striking* the governor's right shoulder, just above the collar-bone, the point glancing downward, came out at his back, having made a wound of many inches long.

The man was observed to keep his eye steadily fixed on the lance until it struck its object, when he directly dashed into the woods and was seen no more.
[*His excellency described the shock to me as similar to a violent blow, with such energy was the weapon thrown.] Instant confusion on both sides took place.

Baneelon and Colbee disappeared and several spears were thrown from different quarters, though without effect.