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RECREA TION. 



up any small detachment sent to take their 

 horses. We were not looking for ponies 

 that day, we were after their masters. 



had predicted his own death, was the only 

 man killed outright. 



Troop B, on our right, poured volleys 



THE STAKE INDICATES THE SPOT WHERE 

 GEN. CANBY AND THE PEACE COMMISSION- 

 ERS WERE MURDERED, BY THE MODOCS. 



The whole line swept forward, and I ex- 

 perienced no joy from the discovery that I 

 was one of the few skirmishers who would 

 have to enter the horse-shoe bend. The 

 fog was at its worst as we entered the trap, 

 and we advanced some distance into it. 



VIEW OF LAVA BEDS NEAR MASON'S CAMP, 

 SHOWING A GROUP OF SOLDIERS AND 

 WARM SPRING INDIANS. 



down our front, causing the enemy to fall 

 back and cease firing for a brief period, 

 and we drew off to better cover, taking our 

 wounded with us. Here we awaited the 



BATTERY OF HOWITZERS IN POSITION IN 

 CAPT. JACK'S STRONGHOLD. 



when we received a terrible volley. Our 

 2d Lieutenant was shot through the shoul- 

 der; he spun round like a top before fall- 

 ing, letting his carbine fly from his hand. 

 The carbine struck my head and made me 

 think I was blown to atoms. Several 

 others went down, but poor Lavelle, who 



VIEW OF LAVA BEDS LOOKING N.E.; SHOW- 

 ING MODOC FORTIFICATIONS IN THE 

 BACKGROUND. 



action of Gen. Wheaton. who, on account 

 of the fog, did not wish to attack. He could 

 not signal to call us off, and hearing our 

 guns was forced to advance and support 

 us. Soon we heard his howitzers, but as 



