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ment. Since 1879, there has been but little 

 regular Indian fighting in the North, though 

 there have been one or two very tedious and 

 wearisome campaigns waged against the 

 Apaches in the South. Even in the North, 

 however, there have been occasional upris- 

 ings which had to be quelled by the regular 

 troops. 



After my elk hunt in September, 1891, I 

 came out through the Yellowstone Park, as 

 I have elsewhere related, riding in company 

 with a surveyor of the Burlington and Quincy 

 railroad, who was just coming in from his 

 summer's work. It was the first of October. 

 There had been a heavy snow-storm and the 

 snow was still falling. Riding a stout pony 

 each, and leading another packed with our 

 bedding, etc., we broke our way from the 

 upper to the middle geyser basin. Here we 

 found a troop of the ist Cavalry camped, 

 under the command of old friends of mine, 

 Captain Frank Edwards and Lieutenant (now 

 Captain) John Pitcher. They gave us hay 

 for our horses and insisted upon our stopping 

 to lunch, with the ready hospitality always 

 shown by army officers. After lunch we be- 

 gan exchanging stories. My travelling com- 

 panion, the surveyor, had that spring per- 

 formed a feat of note, going through one of 

 the canyons of the Big Horn for the first time. 

 He went with an old mining inspector, the 

 two of them dragging a cottonwood sledge 

 over the ice. The walls of the canyon are 

 so sheer and the water so rough that it can be 



