They were-armed, each one having a knife about ten inches in length stuck in his belt.
Captain Godfrey consulted with his wife as to the wisest course to be pursued, but no definite line of action was arranged.

The two old muskets were in the bedroom, loaded, not having been discharged since they were fired off on leaving Fort Frederick.

The Captain's wife ran to the room and brought out both guns into the kitchen.

She handed one to her husband remarking, "if the brutes attempt to force their way into the house shoot the first one that puts his moccasin over the door sill." At this time the howling, yelling and cursing of the blood-thirsty fiends would strike terror into the stoutest heart.
Finally they took up a large stick of wood that was lying near the kitchen door and made a desperate attempt to smash it in.

Mrs.Godfrey, who had stood near the door for sometime, appeared calm and decided amid all the murderous clamour.