She said: "I don't think a gentleman could be so barbarous as you are." "My dear lady," I replied, "the taking of these scalps may be the means of saving the train," and then I explained why we always scalped the Indians when we killed them. I told her that the Indians did not fear death, but hated the idea of being scalped. About this time Jim Bridger came up and gave a more through explanation of the scalping business, and I did not hear anything more of it at that time. But Jim often teased the young lady spoken of, who had a lovely head of hair, by remarking what a fine scalp it would make for the Indians. I changed saddle horses and then myself and two assistants rode out north to watch the movements of the main band of Indians. Before starting out Jim gave us the password of the pickets, which was "Buffalo." We rode until near sunset before we got sight of the big band of Indians again, they having gone into camp about four miles west of Barrel Springs, where our train was camped, and only about a half mile from the trail or wagon road. I crawled up as near their camp as I dared to go, and watched them until about nine o'clock that night, at which time a number of them had turned in, apparently for the night, and a number were around their horses all the time, giving us no opportunity whatever, to stampede them, which was my intention, provided they gave us the least show. I told my assistants there would be no danger whatever, until daybreak the next morning, and we would return to camp and sleep until near daylight. When we got to the train Jim had not gone to bed yet. I told him where we had located the main band, and as near as I could the number of the Indians--about one hundred and fifty--but that I did not anticipate any trouble during the night. Jim said he would sit up until four o'clock the next morning. "At which time," said he, "I will call you and you can take as many scouts with you as you like and watch every move made by the Indians, and if they start this way telegraph me at once and I will have everything in readiness to receive them, and I think we will be able to give them quite an interesting entertainment." What we meant by the term telegraphing was sending a messenger as fast as he could ride, as there were no other means of transmitting messages quickly. The next morning at four, sharp, Jim woke us up. He had our horses there, ready to saddle. I sent three scouts north of the trail, three south and took the other two with me to look after the Indians. We arrived at the place where we had been secreted the evening before, just as the Indians were breaking camp. They started toward the road, and I watched them till they struck the road and headed toward the train.