Saddles and all sorts of things, even little bags of
shot, but all the time they held on to their guns and managed to keep
the stolen horses ahead of them. They had extra ponies, too, that they
swung themselves over on when the ridden beasts began to lag a little.
When night came on Lieutenant Golden was compelled to give up the
chase, and had to return to the post without having recovered one of
the stolen horses.
One never knows here what dreadful things may come up any moment.
Everything was quiet and peaceful when we sat down to luncheon, yet in
less than ten minutes we saw the rush of the Indians and the stampede
of the milkman's horses right from our dining-room window. The horses
were close to the post too. Splendid cavalry horses were sent after
them, but it requires a very swift horse to overtake those tough
little Indian ponies at any time, and the Kiowas probably were on
their best ponies when they stampeded the horses, for they knew,
undoubtedly, that cavalry would soon be after them.
DODGE CITY, KANSAS,
June, 1873.
WE reached this place yesterday, expecting to take the cars this
morning for Granada, but the servant who was to have come from Kansas
City on that train will not be here until to-morrow.
