They were high up now, where they could overlook the numerous ridges and valleys far around; and yonder, perhaps two miles away, they could perceive vast bodies of mounted Indians, while the distant sound of heavy firing was borne faintly to their ears.

It was vengeful savages shooting into the bodies of the dead, but that they did not know.

Messenger after messenger, taking life in hand, was sent skurrying down the bluff, to beg reinforcements to push on for the rescue, swearing it was possible.
But it was after five o'clock before Reno moved.

Then cautiously he advanced his column toward where N and D Troops yet held desperately to the exposed ridge.

He came too late.