That afternoon I spent in assisting the little fellow to prepare his composition.  I remained there at Yreka about ten days, during which time I received a letter from George Jones, who was then at Jacksonville, requesting me to meet him at Fort Klamath about four or five days before the hanging was to take place, and also requesting me to bring all my saddle horses.  I succeeded in getting up quite a party of business men and citizens of Yreka and we started out across the Siskiyou Mountains.  After the first day’s travel we found game plentiful and we had a pleasant trip.  We had all the game and fish we wanted, which afforded plenty of amusement for the pleasure-seekers of the crowd, which was the main object of this trip with a majority of them.  We arrived at Fort Klamath five days before the hanging was to take place.  The next day after we arrived a crowd came in from Jacksonville, and among them were Gen. Ross, George Jones, J. N. T. Miller and three newspaper reporters, one of whom represented the San Francisco Chronicle, one the San Francisco Examiner, and one the Chicago inter-ocean.  Col.  Miller came to me and asked if I would like a job of carrying dispatches from there, either to Jacksonville or to Ashland, saying:  “The Chronicle man has not found a man yet that he could trust the dispatches with.”

The reporter had told Mr. Miller that he would pay one hundred dollars for carrying the dispatch, and in case he was first to the office, he would also pay one hundred dollars more in addition to that.  From there to Jacksonville it was one hundred miles and a wagon road all the way, while to Ashland it was but eighty miles, of which sixty miles was only a trail.  This I had passed once in company with J. N. T. Miller.  I was introduced to the reporter by Col.  Miller, with whom I soon made arrangements to carry his dispatches.  He asked me how long it would take me to ride to Ashland.  I told him I thought it would take about eight hours with my three horses.  He said if I went to Ashland I would have no competition on the trail as the other riders were both going to Jacksonville.

The day before the hanging was to take place I hired a young man to take two of my horses and go out on the trail, instructing him to leave one of them picketed out at Cold Springs, and the other one to take to Bald Mountain, which was thirty miles from Ashland.  At this place I wanted Black Bess, and he was to stay there with her until I came and to return, get my other horse, and meet me at Jacksonville.

When the time arrived for the hanging and the prisoners were led to the scaffold, each dispatch carrier was mounted and standing on the outer edge of the crowd, ready at the moment he received the dispatch to be off at once.  When the four Indians were led upon the scaffold to meet their doom, each of them were asked, through an interpreter, whether or not he wished to say anything before being hung, but they all shook their heads with the exception of Captain Jack, who informed them that he had something to say.