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thii'ty were moved forward, and deployed as skirmislierSj at 

 distances of two paces. But after coming within range of our 

 carbines, they changed their minds and retui-ned. 



^^ I must say I felt glad when I saw Colonel Greenwood's 

 coloured troops forming to the rear, though their advent 

 nearly resulted in my own death. I was galloping towards 

 the ground upon which the black men were posted, when I 

 heard a whiz ! whiz ! whiz ! close to my ears, and looking 

 up, I saw the sergeant taking aim at my head. He was close 

 to me, and I mildly insinuated that his conduct was not at all 

 pleasant. He replied, ^ Gosh ! I was gwine for yeh — thought 

 yeh was an Ingin, shuah !' I need not assure you that T 

 did not take the negro's remarks in a complimentary sense, 

 and I particularly objected to his manner of presenting them. 

 When I returned to camp,. I borrowed a glass ; and as I saw 

 my long black hair, brown silk shirt, brigandish cavalry hat 

 (Captain Kehoe's), and generally demoralised appearance, I 

 changed my mind about going down to Greenwood's camp to 

 ' demand an explanation.' Even my mother might have 

 made the same mistake. 



'^ About three miles from Fort Wallace, and at the foot of a 

 long range of hills which partly surround it, are situated the 

 quarries from which the stone is procm^ed for the buildings 

 now being erected. Six teams are employed in hauling the 

 stone, and some thii'ty men in getting it out. The labourers 

 have tents, and remain at the quarry. 



" Simultaneously with the Indians' appearance in front of 

 the fort, a large body made a dash at the teams, two of which 

 were near the quarry. One succeeded in getting in ; but the 

 other, in full view of all, was overpowered, and the diiver, 

 Patrick McCarty, cut down. It was astonishing to see the 

 rapidity with which the Indians cut loose the mules and ran 



