The lieutenant, with his squad of soldiers, charged upon them.

They turned and ran across the stream.
"This will not do," said Ward, when the last redskin had disappeared.
"The whole village will know the soldiers are near by." "Lieutenant," said I, "give me that note.

I'll take it to the general." He gladly handed me the dispatch.

Spurring my horse, I dashed up the creek.

Soon I observed another party of Indians returning to the village with meat.