There was a neighing of horses, several ponies dashed into view, and it was certain that the shells had been a startling surprise to the redskins in camp. “Percy, I wish one of your guns sent at once down to my camp, and with full speed, for I shall drop a shell or two into the camp across the river from me, and then push on down to the other camp, and have them give the reds a surprise, though we do not know just where they are located at the lower ford, and must guess at it. “Toss a few more shells over there, and then limber up and get the gun away, whichever one you care to send.” Half a dozen more shells were sent flying into the Indian camp, and then the gun was sent down to the camp of Lieutenant Worth, who, after supper with his officer comrades there, rode away with Buffalo Bill, the sergeant, and the three men sent there in the morning to build fires, back to his camp. He found it no easy task to overtake the gun, the crew being anxious to reach their position and throw in a few shells before word could be sent down from the upper ford, though the firing would naturally be heard there, the sound traveling by the river. The gun was dragged to the ridge, and the sergeant pointed out just where the camp and corral of ponies were. “Aim it yourself, sergeant,” ordered Lieutenant Worth. The sergeant did so, and the shell was seen to burst right behind the ledge. Wild yells followed, and, with the firing of a second shell into the corral of ponies, it also struck home, for horses neighed wildly in fright. “Give them a few more shells, sergeant, and then the gun can go to camp, while we hold on down to the lower ford.” This was done, the gun retreated to camp, and Lieutenant Worth, Buffalo Bill, and Sergeant Fallon followed on down the river trail to the lower ford. It was some fifteen miles distant, and over a rough trail; but they reached the camp soon after midnight, and found the officer in command and his men all under arms and ready for the fray, for they had heard the firing from the middle ford and expected to be called upon to move at any time. “It is no alarm, Benedict, at least to us, though it is for the Indians. “I took a fancy to let the redskins know we were across here in very heavy force, as Sergeant Fallon had so reported to them, and got Percy to open on them, and, borrowing one of his guns, I did the same, and now I wish you to stir them up.” “With great pleasure, Lieutenant Worth,” answered Lieutenant Benedict, who was in command. “Have you any idea of just where their camp and corral is?” “I reconnoitered with my glass just before sunset and think I found their camp, and behind it is a meadow where I saw a pony astray.” “We’ll chance it.” Accordingly, the guns were placed in position, the spots pointed out to the gunners, and first one, then another roar came, the shells went shrieking on their errands, and bursting just where it was intended they should.