When this white man, then a very young man, came to the Ohio valley the queen fell in love with him, and Cornplanter was their son." Cornplanter lived to a great age.

He was a wise counsellor, a great leader, and he died when he was one hundred years old, having had more conceded to him by the white men than any other chieftain.
General Washington wrote of him: "The merits of Cornplanter and his friendship for the United States are well known and shall not be forgotten." But Cornplanter had not always been a friend to the palefaces.
During Dunmore's war and for years after, he was one of the most vindictive of the savage leaders against the invading pioneers.
It was during this period of Cornplanter's activity against the whites that Isaac Zane had the misfortune to fall into the great chief's power.
We remember Isaac last when, lost in the woods, weak from hunger and exposure, he had crawled into a thicket and had gone to sleep.

He was awakened by a dog licking his face.

He heard Indian voices.

He got up and ran as fast as he could, but exhausted as he was he proved no match for his pursuers.