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On the 5th of May 1858 Tim Goodel and I started for Fort Laramie with forty or fifty head of mules and horses to trade with the emigrants, we arrived at our destination about the first of June remained there about a month and disposed of our animals to good advantage. Then we seperated Goodel going to California and I set out for my home, I arrived safely at the Greenhorn, a tributary of the Arkansas River accompanied by a Mexican boy. There I learned that the Apaches were hovering around the road that I had to travel and watching it for the purpose of murdering anyone that might try to pass it. I could get only one man to accompany me on my march forward, a man by the name of Charles Kinney, I remained at the Greenhorn River for about six days in order to rest my animals. ? when? I resumed? my journey, the first night I travelled about forty miles through the mountain and reached the Trinchero? River, I concealed my animals in the brush some distance from the road, and ascended the highest Cottonwood tree for the purpose of reconnoitering for Indians, I remained in that position during the entire day, sometimes I would fall asleep and nearly fall from my perch but would recover my senses in time and continue my watch, Towards evening I saw a large body of Indians about a half mile distant. They had not as yet discovered our trail, so I descended the tree, saddled up and proceeded on my journey, keeping in the brush some distance off the road till it became dark, then I took to the road and travelled to the Red river