He showed his passports to the sentry, and passed quickly into the tented enclosure, where he was soon ushered into the presence of Governor Cumming and a group of officers, among whom were the Peace Commissioners, no doubt, whom John Stevens had come to seek. Governor Cumming's countenance lighted as he met the flashing gaze of John Stevens. "So, Captain Stevens, you are to be my escort into Great Salt Lake City this second time also?" "If that is my duty, I shall perform it even more cheerfully than I did before, Governor Cumming." "Spoken like a soldier. But, friend Stevens, I want you to enlighten these gentlemen. Excuse me, gentlemen, I desire Captain Stevens, who has so recently come from the Valley, to tell you officers how cordial and friendly his President is." Stevens' smile was very grim as he answered: "President Brigham Young is always cordial to his friends." "And always generous, even to his enemies, hey, Stevens?" "He is just to every one." The Governor hastened to cover the slight confusion he felt at his failure to draw happy assurances of peace from the mountaineer. At that moment a slim, dark, handsome young officer, whom Stevens recognized with a flash of his keen eye and quick memory, stepped jauntily out of the group beside the Governor and said lightly: "My good man, why does your rebel leader court death and extinction in this defiant fashion?" John strode towards the insulting speaker, and at that moment the Governor of the new Territory realized that he had more than a war of two belligerent forces; he had a religious as well as a sociological problem on his hands. He felt his own powerlessness, even to prevent sudden conflict between these two rash youths. Suddenly an orderly entered and after saluting he announced: "Governor Powell and Major McCulloch." The entrance of these two men made a diversion. But neither the soldier nor the mountaineer forgot his personal grievance. "Major McCulloch, here is the leader of the escort which Governor Young has sent to convey the Peace Commissioners into the Valley. I trust you will be mutually benefited by your acquaintance. Stevens is a fearless soldier and a just man. Captain Stevens, Major McCulloch and Governor Powell of Kentucky are the two Peace Commissioners sent out here by our gracious executive, President Buchanan." "Captain Stevens, were you one of that gallant band of boys who went to San Bernardino in the 'Mormon' Battalion?" asked Major McCulloch. John signified that he was, and the bluff old soldier grasped his hand and shook it heartily. "Well, sir, I may think your leaders a damned set of hypocrites, but you men, and the women too, as to that, sir, who undertook that most damnable and difficult march in the way you did, and carried it through so gloriously, sir, you have all my hearty admiration. I am glad to see you, sir."