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“Texas Jack! He’s not killed, I hope?”

“I don’t know. The reckless fellow would try to go back to cheer the fort with the news that I had got away safely.”

“That’s enough now, Bill. You’ll get something to eat, and if you are going back with the men I send——”

“You bet I am. I got a fellow to rub Chief down, and he’ll be good for it.”

“Your horse? Well, I’m off to see things prepared.”

The energetic commander at once ordered his adjutant to call out two troops of cavalry, mount two companies of infantry, and, with a couple of light guns, to start to the reenforcement of Fort Advance. Extra supplies and ammunition were to be taken in ambulances.

Captain Alfred Taylor, of the Fifth Cavalry, was given command of the expedition, and ordered to start within the hour. They tried to get Cody to take some rest, for more than twenty-four hours the scout had been active, most of the time in the saddle, and part of the time fighting for his very life, but he was determined to go back with the party of reenforcements.