A light was still burning in the General's tent, he having remained awake, anxiously awaiting my return.

He was glad to see me, and was overjoyed at the information I brought, for he had great fears concerning the safety of General Penrose.

He roused up his cook and ordered him to get me a good hot supper, all of which I greatly appreciated.

I passed the night in the General's tent, and next morning rose refreshed and prepared for a big day's work.
The command took up its march next day for the Cimarron, and had a hard tramp of it on account of the snow having drifted to a great depth in many of the ravines, and in some places the teamsters had to shovel their way through.

We arrived at the Cimarron at sundown, and went into a nice warm camp.