CHAPTER VIII. 



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"We make a Sensation Indian Hostilities A kind Offer Our new Camp 

 Ground Our Visitors Frontiersmen and Frontiersmen An Attempt to 

 give Advice My Kebuff A good Laugh What would be said. 



OUR arrival at Fort Riley made quite a sensation. The 

 mules were hardly pulled up before our waggon was sur- 

 rounded by an inquiring crowd. 



Leaving the boys and crowd to talk, we repaired to 

 head-quarters to pay our respects. The officer in command 

 seemed to be really glad to see us once more, and as he 

 shook our hands cordially, assured us he had not expected 

 to have that pleasure again. He had supposed we had been 

 " wiped out." 



That "military necessity," a demijohn, was produced, and 

 the frontier toast, " The hair on the top of your head, long 

 may it wave there," was drunk in a bumper and with a 

 " repeater." We gave a concise relation of our adventures, 

 and heard the news. 



All doubt as to Indian hostilities having commenced was 

 at an end. Official information had been received that a 

 mail-station on the Overland Route had been attacked, the 

 stock captured and driven off; that several express- riders 



