They also saw me and began blazing away with their guns.

The Indians who had killed my horse were retreating across the creek, using a beaver dam for a bridge.

I accelerated their pace by sending a few shots after them and also fired at the warriors across the stream.

I was undecided as to whether it would be best to run back to the command on foot or to retain my position.

The troops, I knew, would come up in a few minutes.