I reached Fort Dodge, twenty-five miles further on, between nine and ten o'clock without having seen a single Indian.
When I had delivered my dispatches, Johnny Austin, an old friend, who was chief of scouts at the Post, invited me to come to his house for a nap.

When I awoke Austin told me there had been Indians all around the Post.

He was very much surprised that I had seen none of them.

They had run off cattle and horses, and occasionally killed a man.

Indians, he said, were also very thick on the Arkansas River between Fort Dodge and Fort Larned, and had made considerable trouble.