"That is one of them!"

Victory for the white man was complete, notwithstanding that bands
of Indians from the other side of the river came rushing to the
succour of their allies. They came too late, and were scattered and
dispersed by the resolute fire of the English. The whole village
was destroyed. Colonel Armstrong took as many arms and as much
ammunition as his men could carry, and devoted the rest to
destruction.

More satisfactory still, they released from captivity eleven
prisoners, white men with women and children, who had been carried
off at different times when others had been massacred. From these
persons they learned that the Indians of Kittanning had often
boasted that they had in the place a stock of ammunition sufficient
to keep up a ten years' war with the English along the borders. To
have taken and destroyed all these stores was no small matter, and
the Colonel and his men rejoiced not a little over the blow thus
struck at the foe almost in his own land.

But there was no chance of following up the victory. Armstrong was
not strong enough to carry the war into the enemy's country;
moreover, the winter was already upon them, although up till the
present the season had been especially mild and open. He must march
his men back to quarters, and provide for the safety of his
wounded, and for the restoration of the rescued prisoners to their
friends.

He would gladly have kept Stark and his little valiant band with
him, but the Rangers had different aims in view.