Spirits let loose from the regions of the damned could hardly present a more devilish appearance than did the savages.

They were armed with muskets.

Old Mag, who was crouching in a corner of the kitchen, shook with fear, her teeth were chattering, and she appeared like a person badly affected with fever and ague.
The Redskins, about twenty in number, ran round and round the house roaring like wild beasts thirsting for gore.

Charlie, the Captain's eldest boy, came rushing into the kitchen screaming out that two of the Indians were making a fire at the store door.

Captain Godfrey ran to the shop, looked out of the window and was horrified to find the side of the building in flames.