Another little boy, who was deaf and dumb, was taken captive and carried by the Indians to their distant tribe, where he remained, adopted into the tribe, for about eighteen years.

He was then discovered by some of his relatives, and was purchased back at a considerable ransom.

The torch was applied to the cabin, and the bodies of the dead were consumed in the crackling flames.
What became of the remainder of the children, if there were any others present in this midnight scene of conflagration and blood, we know not.
There was no reporter to give us the details.

We simply know that in some way John Crockett, who subsequently became the father of that David whose history we now write, was not involved in the general massacre.

It is probable that he was not then with the family, but that he was a hired boy of all work in some farmer's family in Pennsylvania.
As a day-laborer he grew up to manhood, and married a woman in his own sphere of life, by the name of Mary Hawkins.