In Barracks and Wigwam — page 151: what you’re looking at

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A Quiet Night. = = uar of the agent’s house, and two of Triscott’s party were found to have been shot more or less seriously. Five men of the battalion had been wounded by the fire of the charging Sioux, and three had failed to come into the corral. As the enemy were probably at a distance, Major Dal- las determined to recover the bodies of the missing ones— for he was satisfied that the poor fellows were dead. Lowther, the scout, slipped out the gate to reconnoitre and returned in five minutes to report that the coast was clear in the immediate vicinity. Half.a dozen men then went out, and in a short time they were back with the scalped and mutilated bodies of the three,troopers. They reported seeing at least a dozen dead Indians on the ground. More than one desperate oath of vengeance was sworn as the lifeless forms of the three cavalrymen were carried past their comrades to the store-house and there stretched out under blankets. By the command of Major Dallas, the Sioux who had fallen in the siege of the house were deposited outside the stockade. He knew that some time during the darkness _ of the night Gray Fox and his. braves would likely find a way to remove their killed. Meanwhile a hearty supper had been sernen out to the weary troopers and their more weary steeds, and by mid- night the men were-sleeping peacefully around the little -camp-fires that dotted the corral from end to end. ‘The ' ~- ag 2 ‘ = * nhs! ma? rt ‘ “ a j ‘ : if Phe mies Vater Tyr" ee ; ay a a) vk aS) od: 2 ae Poe am id school-house had been turned into a hospital, and here Calder and the other wounded lay on hastily improvised cots, their needs attended to by the surgeon and his as- sistants. Behind the four walls of the stockade the alert troopers—a force that had lately relieved the first guard— stood watch and ward against the hundreds of Sioux who were bivouacked on the neighboring hills. Few sounds were heard save the restless champing of comicbooks.com: