The destruction was fearful and the panic complete.

Numbers came to the ground, writhing, dying and dead, while the survivors scattered howling to the woods, and were seen no more.
Shortly after Captain Prescott and Lieutenant Canfield had started with their men on the trail of Oonomoo, they came upon an elderly man in the forest who was hunting.

He proved to be Eckman, the Moravian missionary, who had brought up and educated Fluellina, the wife of Oonomoo, and to whom she made her stated visits for religious counsel and encouragement.

Upon learning the object of the party, he at once joined them, as he felt a fatherly affection for the Huron warrior.
Being a skillful backwoodsman, he acted as guide to the men, proceeding, in spite of his years, at a rate which cost them considerable effort to equal.

They had not gone a great distance, when the shout of Oonomoo was heard, and the missionary understood its significance.