The latter approached and stood motionless in the red glare of the single camp-fire.

The impetuous commander glanced up inquiringly.
"Sergeant, I must send a messenger to Camp Supply.

Are you fit to go ?" "As much so as any one, General Custer," was the quiet response.

"I have no wounds of consequence." "Very well.

Take the freshest horse in the command, and an Osage guide.