them started out of the back door to look around. I reached behind the counter and picked up my sixteenshooter Henry rifle and leveled it at the fellow who put the mouse under my nose. He backed out of the door, and then I waved the chief to go after him. After a good deal of grunting he left. When outside, they mounted, yelled, shot at the ranch, whooped and rode away.

Generals Sherman and Myers, while on their way to Fort Laramie (I cannot remember the date) went into camp just north of the ranch. General Sherman came to the ranch with his quartermaster and asked me if he could see the proprietor. I said, "You want to see me, General?" "No", he said, "I don't want to see you, I want to see the proprietor of the ranch". "But", I said, "I own this ranch". "You!" he said, "You! Why where did you come from?" I said, "I came from New York". "What, a New York boy out here keeping a ranch! Well! Well!" He got what he wanted.

I had fifty cords of wood cut at Lawrence's Fork the winter of 1866-67 and when attempting to haul some of it my two hundred dollar mule was taken by the Indians (?) I suspect they were white Indians in uniform going to Fort Laramie. As the driver heard that the Indians were coming, he took to a place of safety and when he came out 2 General Sherman started from Fort Sedgwick to Fort Laramie on the 25th of August, 1866, and, at the rate he traveled, must have passed Farrell's ranch that day. (House Executive Documents, 39th Congress, 2d Session, Doc. 23, p. 7.) Brevet Brigadier General William Myers, was quartermaster of the department of the Platte.

A letter from the war department to the editor, under date of January 19, 1914, says:

"It does not appear from the records of this office that any of the companies of either the 13th or 18th regiment United States infantry, was stationed at Fort Sedgwick, Colorado, during any part of the year 1865, nor does it appear that Captain P. W. Neill, 18th Infantry, or that an officer named Royal L. Westbrook, was stationed at that fort in that year. Royal L. Westbrook was not an officer in the Regular Army. Nothing has been found of record to show for whom the fort referred to was first named."-ED.

he found the mule had been unhitched, and afterwards he learned that some of Uncle Sam's Indians had passed.

I do not now recall the exact date of the Plum Creek massacres when they scalped Mr. Thompson, who, a few years ago sent his dried scalp from Australia to your society. A story of this incident in the New York Herald, copied from a paper in your city, recalled it to my mind, and I wrote to the editor of the Lincoln paper to strengthen the accuracy of the account, as I was on the train on which this man was taken to Omaha. I was permitted, with a few others, to go into the car where he lay. The man in charge of him raised a cloth from his head and allowed us to look at it. He lay motionless, as though dead, and I was always under the impression that he was dead until I read the Herald's article. I was on my way to Omaha to buy goods for my ranch. I dealt with Will R. King & Co., large wholesale merchants. The ranchmen from Mud Springs went down a few days ahead of me. We had our goods shipped to the end of the Union Pacific railroad, and there we loaded our teams. We traveled up the north side of the South Platte, but waited long enough to get a number of teams together to form a corral, as the Indians were ugly at that time. At the end of the second day's drive we went into camp, forming a close corral. Everything was very quiet, we had finished our supper and it was growing dark when, suddenly, the horses began to be very restless,

"Plum Creek Massacre" should be confined to the tragedy near Plum Creek station which was an incident of the Indian outbreak of August 7, 1864. This station was on the old Oregon and California road, about a mile west of the mouth of the creek. It is said that eleven emigrants were massacred there. On the seventh of August, 1867, Indians attacked a freight train on the Union Pacific railroad, about six miles west of the new Plum Creek station, now called Lexington. This station is situated about three miles west and six miles north of the old station and on the opposite-north-side of the Platte river. According to contemporary reports, the Indians killed four men and destroyed ten cars and their contents. Thompson's scalp was deposited in the Omaha public library. -ED.

then to strain at their halters. We looked in the same direction they did and saw a band of Indians dashing down from the bluffs, waving red blankets and yelling as loud as they could. It seemed not more than five minutes before they were upon us. We grabbed our guns and rushed for cover some into, and others under the wagons. The Indians dropped onto the off side of their ponies and rode so fast that it was next to impossible for us to hit them. They answered our fire mostly with bow and arrow. After a while, when it was quite dark, they rode away, as, probably, they were uncertain of our numbers. They scared us badly, for we thought they were some of the same band that committed the massacre at Plum Creek.

When the Union Pacific road reached Julesburg the camp followers moved up with it and the bad element was increased by others of the same kind from below. The town was filled with gambling houses, and tough men and women from "Bitter Creek", as they used to say.

At one time a telegraph operator sent up a notice from Julesburg that he and his friends were coming up to the ranch to clean me out, but they failed to come. At another time a young Pennsylvanian became crazed with Julesburg liquor and when he reached the ranch he wanted to run everybody and everything. I objected to the new manager, and then he grabbed the weights from the counter and let them fly at me, one after another. He next pulled a little pocket revolver, rushed at me and pressed it against my forehead; but just at that moment some one struck him and he fell to the floor, and then some of his friends took him out of the ranch.

These were some of the little pleasantries of frontier ranching.

In the fall of 1867, having left the ranch for lack of business, I moved down near the creek and near the hay which I afterwards sold at twelve dollars a ton to Captain

O'Brien. From there I moved to the Black Hills, between Laramie City and Cheyenne, where I stayed all winter. This ended my stay in Nebraska. I tried to file a government claim to the land on the bottom in front of the ranch, but it was only a squatter's right, and I never went any further in the matter.

I served in the army from 1861 to 1863.

AN INDIAN RAID OF 1867

BY JOHN R. CAMPBELL

On the 24th of August, 1865, Peter Campbell with his wife, four daughters and three sons sailed from Glasgow, Scotland, on the steamship St. George for the purpose of settling in the United States. Their home had been in the hamlet of Lochgelly in the county of Fife. Mr. Campbell's aged father and other members of his family had already emigrated to this country. The Campbell family landed at Quebec, Canada, after an uneventful voyage of thirteen days. Travel by railroad was so much slower then than now that it seemed ages before they arrived at St. Joseph, Mo., then the farthest western limit of any railway. From that place they traveled by steamboat to Nebraska City. The water being low in the Missouri, the journey required eight days. Nebraska City being then a crowded outfitting place for a great deal of the westward overland travel, Mr. Campbell could not find suitable accomodations for the family; but the dauntless Scot spirit rose to the emergency, and the man with his wife and seven children proceeded to occupy a vacant lot with nothing to protect them from sun, wind, or rain; and their first scanty meal on Nebraska soil was procured here and there as they could buy it. They paid five cents a quart for water and for other things in proportion. But a kind brother Scotchman took them into his home. In a week's time the emigrants again started westward in a two-horse wagon. After ten or twelve weary days they arrived at Junctionville, situated near the place where Doniphan, Hall county, was afterward built.