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29 selves on each side for the purpose of attacking us as we continued on our way. When we saw the Indians we crossed the river but by a different route and did not go into the cañon at all. Godey, myself and another man whose name I have forgotten went after the Indians but they could not be caught. One Indian braver than the rest hid himself behind a large rock and awaited our approach. We rode up quite close to him before he came from his hiding place and commenced firing arrows at us very rapidly, we had to run back for safety and were kept so very busy dodging his arrows that it was impossible for us to fire at him. Having retreated to a point of vantage I dismounted and deliberately fired my gun. It had the desired effect and he too was scalped. He had a fine bow and a beautiful quiver full of arrows which I afterwards presented to Lt. Gillespie. he was a brave Indian & deserved a better fate but unfortunately he had placed himself on the wrong path. We continued our march and the next day in the evening Step and another man went out to hunt, we had nothing to eat in our camp and were nearly starving. Before they had proceeded far they saw an Indian watching our camp. I presume he was waiting for an opportunity to steal a mule. Step and his companion gradually approached him, he was quite unaware of their presence, and when they were near enough they fired upon him. He was killed and then was scalped, the hunters then returned having found no other game. We kept on our march to Peter Lawson's & had no further difficulty on the route. We then went down the Sacramento River to the Buttes, we pitched our camp here and decided to hunt while awaiting positive orders in regard to the war. Meanwhile a party was sent