George said that at the first click of his pistol one of his men raised up in a sitting position, and he only got one the first shot.  Freeman and I each got our two Indians the first shot; but George having both his eyes on one, the other rose to his feet.  George and I took two shots each at this other Indian before we could get him down.  It was mostly guess work, for it was so dark that we could scarcely see him.

As soon as we were satisfied that we had all of them we started out to look for their horses, but it was so dark that we could not find them, so we found our way back to where our own horses were.  Freeman and I laid down to rest, while George got on a horse and kept circling the camp so as not to let any of the horses get away during the night.  He kept this up until the morning star arose, and seeing that all the horses were there, laid down to rest.  As soon as it was beginning to get light Freeman and I arose, started a fire, and sat around until after sun-up, when we got breakfast, made some coffee and then called George, and all enjoyed a good square meal once more.

After breakfast we scalped our Indians and found that we had eight good half-breed horses and a number of good horse-hair robes.  I asked our guide how far we were from Fort Yuma and he said straight through it was one hundred and twenty miles, but the way that we would have to go it would be at least one hundred and fifty miles.  I concluded we had better pull out for the fort so Freeman and myself rode ahead and George followed up the rear, driving the loose horses.  We did not see any more Indian sign that day.  Late in the evening I was riding along when I ran on to a young antelope.  I shot him and we had fresh meat for supper for the first time since we left the fort.  The next day we crossed a big Indian trail going east.  The trail looked to be about two days old, but as our rations were beginning to run short we did not attempt to follow them, but pushed on to the fort, making as good time as possible, returning on the eleventh day from the time we started out.

I reported our success to the General.  He was well pleased with the result of the trip, and when I reported the burying of the dead bodies, he thought we had better return to the spot, taking with us some good coffins, and give them a more decent burial, but on consulting the doctor, concluded in that extraordinarily hot climate it would be utterly impossible to bury them after so long a time, and the idea was abandoned.

I showed the two dress waists that I had found at the Apache camp to the General, also to Mrs. Jackson, but we never got any information of any white prisoners being taken there at that time.

The General was pleased to see the Indian scalps, as he said they were the first scalps that had been brought in for two months.

Gen. Crook now made up his mind at once to send Lieut.  Jackson out on the road with two companies of cavalry, and George Jones and myself were to accompany them as scouts.