Sanduski wouldn't take no for an answer. He followed her one day to Blue Banks and attacked her. She fell into the river below and was washed downstream, where she lay for several days, badly injured.

Upon discovering his fiancee's condition, the Indian brave hunted Sanduski down and administered an excruciatingly slow death; he was skinned alive, inch by inch, screaming in agony the entire time. Today if you stand on the Blue Banks, along Lammeraux Road north of Monroeville, you might be able to hear the Indian girl's spirit singing a sad song.