After driving him across the Arkansas River I returned with my troop to Springfield, Missouri.

From there I went, under General McNeil, to Fort Smith and other places on the Arkansas border, where he had several lively skirmishes, and one big and serious engagement before the war was ended.
The spring of 1865 found us again in Springfield, where we remained about two months, recuperating and replenishing our stock.

I now got a furlough of thirty days and went to St.Louis, where I invested part of a thousand dollars I had saved in fashionable clothes and in rooms at one of the best hotels.

It was while there that I met a young lady of a Southern family, to whom I paid a great deal of attention, and from whom I finally extracted a promise that if I would come back to St.
Louis at the end of the war she would marry me.
On my return to Springfield I found an expedition in process of fitting out for a scouting trip through New Mexico and into the Arkansas River country, to look after the Indians.

With this party I took part in a number of Indian fights and helped to save a number of immigrant trains from destruction.