What finally became of these captives we know not.

It is gratifying to be informed by David Crockett that they did not kill either the squaws or the pappooses.
The company then marched through the silent wilderness, a distance of about thirty miles east, to the Conecuh River.

This stream, in its picturesque windings through a region where even the Indian seldom roved, flowed into the Scambia, the principal river which pours its floods, swollen by many tributaries, into Pensacola Bay.

It was several miles above the point where the detachment struck the river that the Indian encampment, to which the two murdered men had alluded, was located.

But the provisions of the party were exhausted.