They were kind o' leg weary an' excited, but they hadn't been hurt yit.

Another day er two would 'a' fixed 'em.

Jack an' his father an' mother tuk 'em back to the pasture an' Jack run up to the barn fer ropes an' bridles.

In a little while they got some hoofs under 'em an' picked up the childern an' toddled off.

I went out in the bush to find Buckeye an' he were dead as the whale that swallered Jonah." So ends the letter of Solomon Binkus.
Jack Irons and his family and that of Peter Bones--the boys and girls riding two on a horse--with the captives filed down the Mohawk trail.
It was a considerable cavalcade of twenty-one people and twenty-four horses and colts, the latter following.
Solomon Binkus and Peter Bones and his son Israel stood on guard until the boy John Bones returned with help from the upper valley.