ten o'clock
Our flag , thank God , has never been sullied by a deed like that ! Early the next morning , the Indians started westward to their homes , laden with booty , sated with slaughter , leaving the French to take care of themselves as best they might . The latter remained for a week in great fear of another attack , which they would have been quite unable to withstand , little thinking that our army was fleeing back to the settlements with feet winged by an unreasoning terror . We reached Gist 's plantation at ten o'clock on the night of the tenth , and here we were compelled to stop because of our own exhaustion and the great suffering of the general . And here , early the next morning , came Colonel Washington , sitting his cushioned saddle like some gaunt spectre , and bringing with him wagons loaded with provision . The general still persisted in the exercise of his duties , despite his suffering , and he at once detailed a party to proceed toward the Monongahela with a supply of food , for the succor of the stragglers and the wounded who had been left behind , -- a duty which was ill fulfilled because of the cowardice of those to whom it was intrusted . Meanwhile we pushed on , and reached Dunbar 's camp that night .