One of the Indians slipped behind him, and, unperceived, took his brother's and his own rifle, while at the same time two others seized those of Drewyer and Captain Lewis.

As soon as Fields turned, he saw the Indian running off with the rifles; instantly calling his brother, they pursued him for fifty or sixty yards; just as they overtook him, in the scuffle for the rifles R.Fields stabbed him through the heart with his knife.

The Indian ran about fifteen steps and fell dead.

They now ran back with their rifles to the camp.

The moment the fellow touched his gun, Drewyer, who was awake, jumped up and wrested it from him.