"Everything goin' ter Cheyenne.

The Injuns are gittin' themselves bottled up in the Big Horn country." "Oh, that's it?
Then maybe you might manage to rush a message through for me to Fort A.Lincoln, without discommoding Uncle Sam ?" and Hampton placed a coin upon the rough table.
"Sure; write it out." "Here it is; now get it off early, my lad, and bring the answer to me over at the hotel.

There 'll be another yellow boy waiting when you come." The reply arrived some two hours later.
"FORT A.LINCOLN, June 17, 1876.
"HAMPTON, Glencaid: "Seventh gone west, probably Yellowstone.

Brant with them.

Murphy, government scout, at Cheyenne waiting orders.
"BITTON, Commanding." He crushed the paper in his hand, thinking--thinking of the past, the present, the future.