nearly noon
Another of the young Philadelphians was killed , and before dawn he and his comrade who had been slain earlier in the evening were buried behind the blockhouse . At intervals in the remainder of the night the warriors fired either arrows or bullets , doing no farther damage except the slight wounding of one man , and when day came Willet and Robert , worn to the bone , sought a little rest and sleep in the blockhouse . They knew that Golden could not be surprised while the sun was shining , and that the savages were not likely to attempt anything serious until the following night So they felt they were not needed for the present . Robert slept until nearly noon , when he ate heartily of the abundant food one of the young cooks had prepared , and learned that beyond an occasional arrow or bullet the forest had given forth no threat . His own spirits rose high with the day , which was uncommonly brilliant , with a great sun shining in the center of the heavens , and not a cloud in the sky . Wilton was near the blockhouse and was confident about the siege , but worried about Tayoga . `` You tell me that the Indians wo n't go away , '' he said , `` and if you 're right , and I think you are , the Onondaga is surely shut off from Fort Refuge . ''