In case
of an attack on either, he was to fire two shots in quick
succession as a signal for assistance, for the fog was almost
thick enough that day to cut in slices with a knife. The man in
charge of the train started a young man ahead with me to lead the
bell-horse, placing another young man about the center of the
train.
It was a miserably rough country across these lava beds, and we
had to travel very slowly.
The man in charge dropped back in the rear of the train, thinking
that if we were attacked it would be at the rear.
The reader will understand that in crossing this hell-hearth it
was necessary for the pack-animals to string out single file.
CHAPTER XXXVII.
THE CRY OF A BABE.--CAPTURE OF A BEVY OF SQUAWS. TREACHERY OF GEN.
ROSS' MEN IN KILLING PRISONERS.--CAPTURE OF THE MODOC CHIEF.
When we were across the lava beds, or "Devil's Garden," as the
place was commonly called, I told the man who was leading the
bell-horse to stop and wait until the other animals had come up in
order to see whether we had lost any. This was within a mile of
headquarters. The man in charge, also Jones and the other scouts,
came up, but the young man who had been riding in the middle, also
four mules and their packs, as the saying is, "came up missing."
The train went on to headquarters, but Jones and I returned along
the trail to see if we could find the missing man.
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