The courier was despatched with the letter to the general, to be taken to a point on the Overland Trail where there was a tri-weekly mail going East, and a scout was the bearer, a man thoroughly acquainted with the country so that he could make the best time possible. Soon after Major Lester and his escort rode out of the fort, and at a trot started upon the trail. They went prepared to push on by night, for several lanterns had been taken along, and these were put into requisition upon reaching Deep Dell Brook. The trail was thus readily followed from there, and just at sunrise the party came to the camp of the troop ahead, which had been deserted a couple of hours before. A halt was made of an hour for rest and breakfast, and then they pushed on again. The scout with the escort was a good one, and he followed the trail readily, gaining here and there by cutting across country, from his knowledge of which way the trail must lead. In this way, by noon, several miles had been made, and Major Lester felt cheered with the hope of closing up with the party ahead before nightfall. A long rest was taken at noon, for both men and horses needed it, and then the trail was resumed once more. When the sun was nearing the horizon the scout descried ahead a camp-fire. He at once halted and reported it, and soon after the escort rode into the camp of Captain Caruth’s troop. “Well, Lester, what on earth brings you here?” cried Captain Caruth. “Has aught gone wrong at the fort?” “Come aside and I will tell you. Where is Buffalo Bill?” “Asleep yonder at my camp.” “We will go there, then.” “Your manner indicates that something is wrong.” “There is. Have you made any discovery?” “Buffalo Bill has.” “What?” “Well, he was on ahead, and we came upon him here. He has been going all the time, and at last even his iron frame had to acknowledge fatigue, and he halted here, while his scouts have gone off on the seven different trails that lead from yonder valley in as many different directions. Ho, Cody, here is Major Lester, and he has news for us.” Buffalo Bill was asleep upon his blanket, but sprang to his feet in an instant and said: “Glad to see you, major. Hope nothing has gone wrong at the fort to bring you after us, sir.” “There is something very wrong, Bill, as you shall know, for I wish to tell the major and yourself at once.” Then the major went on to tell the captain and the scout of the letters brought by the courier, and just what the general had done. Buffalo Bill gave a low whistle, and the captain laughed. “Well, Bill, what do you think of it?” asked Captain Caruth. “I think that Miss Arden is a dandy, sir, for it’s her work, sure as can be.” “You are right, she did the work, and she is a dandy. She has outwitted a fort full of soldiers, from colonel down, and she has serenely gone her way beyond harm herself,” said Captain Caruth.