The trappers passed through them with their Colt revolvers playing before they had recovered their presence of mind. It was a slaughter. The trappers wheeled and charged the main body of Indians and struck them on the left flank, doubling them up. At this instant the Mexican War veterans had wheeled and charged with a yell. They were brave men, and if their horses had been trained as ours were they would have done three times the execution they did. As it was,
