Thus began the Pontiac War in the vicinity of Detroit.

For several months the garrison was to know little rest.
That night at the Ottawa village arose the hideous din of the war-dance, and while the warriors worked themselves into a frenzy the squaws were busy breaking camp.

Before daylight the village was moved to the opposite side of the river, and the wigwams were pitched near the mouth of Parent's Creek, about a mile and a half above the fort.

On the morning of the 10th the siege began in earnest.

Shortly after daybreak the yells of a horde of savages could be heard north and south and west.