We had no way of sending word to Major Curtiss, who led the other flanking column, and we had to trust to luck that he would hear the firing when it started.
Colonel Mills kept his troops on the lowest ground I could pick out, but we made our way steadily toward the village.
Inside of half an hour we heard firing up the river from where we were.
Colonel Mills at once ordered his troops to charge.

Luckily it collided with the Indians' herd of horses, which were surrounded, thus depriving most of the braves of their mounts.
Men were left to guard the animals, and, taking the rest of the company, we charged the village, reaching it a little after the arrival of General Reynolds.

The attack was not as much a surprise as we had hoped for.

Some of the Indian hunters had spied the soldiers and notified the camp, but General Reynolds, coming from the south, had driven all the Indians on foot and all the squaws and children toward the sandhills on the north.

Mills came pretty near finding more Indians than he was looking for.