But there was another report, almost simultaneous with that from Carson's gun.

A bullet whizzed through the air, touched the bark of the tree, behind which nearly the whole of Carson's body was concealed, and severed one of the sinews of his shoulder, shattering a portion of the bone.

The blood gushed freely from the wound, and Carson fell, almost fainting, to the ground.

With much difficulty his friends succeeded in bearing him off from the field, and in their rough kindness ministered to his wants.
This loss of Carson's guidance and arm was irreparable and fatal to the trappers.

Still they continued the battle valiantly, holding the Indians at bay until night came.