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than Gaunts? camp was in the Ballo Saludo?, the headwaters of the South fork of the Platte. One morning after four days of marching as we were eating our breakfast discovered a band of Indians trying to steal our horses, we suspected no danger and had turned them out to graze. Some hobbled & some loose as soon as we perceived the Indians we made for them, Whereupon they run away. One Indian was killed. They only stole one horse from us. Any Indians having been lucky enough to have mounted a loose one and so make his escape. We then travelled about fifty miles that day and thought we had got clear of the Indians we camped on a beautiful stream one of the tributaries of the Arkansas. During the night we staked our best animals we had a very watchful dog with us as he kept continually barking, we were aware of the presence of the Indians and kept a sharp look out for them. In the morning myself and three others proposed to go to a fork of the river the view of it was far and we searched to visit to look for signs of Beaver if we found them good we intended to trap if not to proceed on our journey. About an hour after we left a large party of Indians charged the camp running off all the loose animals four of our men immediately mounted four of our best horses and followed them in a short time they overtook them and recaptured our property. One of the four men was severely wounded in the affray, one Indian was killed. The route which we had to follow to reach the fork was over a mountain that was difficult to pass. After some trouble we crossed it and reached at our destination but found no Beaver Sign. On our return we took a different route from that by which we had come. As we came around the mountain,