Pausing only long enough, therefore, to rest and recruit his men and horses, he resumed the hunt.

He had not gone far, when he struck another trail which was followed with great vigor; but before anything of the Indians could be discovered, it began snowing.

In a few minutes the flakes were eddying all around them, the wind blowing so furiously that the men could hardly see each other, as they bent their heads and rode slowly against it.

This rendered pursuit out of the question, because the trail was entirely hidden.

Much against his will Colonel Cook was forced to give up the pursuit.
He made his way to a small town lying on his route, where he met Major Brooks, who was marching to his help with reinforcements.