It appeared evident to me that their camp was located somewhere between me and Glendive Creek, but I had no idea of abandoning the trip on that account.
I waited till nightfall before resuming my journey, and then I bore off to the east for several miles, and by making a semi-circle to avoid the Indians, I got back on my original course, and then pushed on rapidly to Colonel Rice's camp, which I reached just at daylight.
Colonel Rice had been fighting Indians almost every day since he had been encamped at this point, and he was very anxious to notify General Terry of the fact.

Of course I was requested to carry his dispatches.

After remaining at Glendive a single day I started back to find General Terry, and on the third day out I overhauled him at the head of Deer Creek while on his way to Colonel Rice's camp.

He was not, however, going in the right direction, but bearing too far to the east, and I so informed him.
He then asked me to guide the command and I did so.
On arriving at Glendive I bade good-bye to the General and his officers and took passage on the steamer Far West, which was on her way down the Missouri.

At Bismarck I left the steamer, and proceeded by rail to Rochester, New York, where I met my family.
Mr.J.Clinton Hall, manager of the Rochester Opera House, was very anxious to have me play an engagement at his theatre.