This programme was faithfully and completely carried out.

I had been talking about Indians to McCarthy, and he had become considerably excited, when just as we turned a bend of the creek, we saw not half a mile from us about twenty Indians, who instantly started for us on a gallop, firing their guns and yelling at the top of their voices.
"McCarthy, shall we dismount and fight, or run ?" said I.
He didn't wait to reply, but wheeling his horse, started at full speed down the creek, losing his hat and dropping his gun; away he went, never once looking back to see if he was being pursued.

I tried to stop him by yelling at him and saying that it was all right, as the Indians were Pawnees.

Unfortunately he did not hear me, but kept straight on, not stopping his horse until he reached the camp.
[Illustration: MCCARTHY'S FRIGHT.] I knew that he would tell General Carr that the Indians had jumped him, and that the General would soon start out with the troops.

So as soon as the Pawnees rode up to me I told them to remain there while I went after my friend.