Late in the day we met a party going out to attack the Indians; but, as Uncle Donald observed, "they might just as well have tried to catch the east wind.  We waited to see the result of the expedition.  They at length returned, not having come near the enemy.  The few men who had escaped the massacre were unable to give any information about the little girl or her friends, nor could we learn to whom she belonged. All we could ascertain from her was that her name was Rose, for her mind had sustained so fearful a shock that, even after several days had passed, she was unable to speak intelligibly.