Navy list; only, however, to regain his place there in

1874, as admiral on tne reserved list. Recently,
however, his name has been again removed from
our Navy list. The Turks owe a debt of gratitude
to our countryman for valuable aid in organizing
their navy. One of his latest exploits was his
running the gauntlet of the Russian batteries in the
Danube. Tlobart Pasha, caught, as the Russians
imagined, with his vessel behind their bristling forti-
fications, formed the daring resolution of dashing
past their great guns so close in shore that the
enemy had not time to depress them to take aim.
The plan succeeded, and Hobart Pasha won fresh
renown for daring and well-conceived stratagem.

H. A. F.

 

STORIES ABOUT AMERICAN
INDIANS.

By the Rev. E. B. Tuttle, U.S. Army.

A TRIP TO FORT LARAMIE.

STARTED from Fort Russell with
the paymaster, Major Burbank, In-
spector-General Sweitzer, Medical
Director J. B. Brown, and others, on
the last of May, 1870, with an escort
of a dozen cavalry, to pry a few
days’ visit to Laramie, ninety-five

Oo miles north-east of our post. Leav-

ing at noon in procession, with

three ambulances and as many
army wagons, scaling the bluffs, bare of everything
like trees or shrubs, and only covered with grass and
wild flowers, and now and then sage-bush and
prickly-pear cactus, which are very troublesome to
the horses’ feet. The roads were, as usual, very
hard and fine, so that up hill and down dale we
made six miles to the hour all the way. Our first
station was Horse Creek, twenty-five miles, where
we camped on a fine stream of water for the night.

When a party thus camps out the wagons are cor-
raled, as it is called,—z.e. a circle is made of them
and the horses are tethered inside, or lariated, with a
rope long enough to let them feed, and this is held by
an iron stake or pin driven into the ground. Then
the tents are put up in a line, and at once begins the
work of gathering brush and sticks (or buffalo-chips),
with which to cook a savoury supper of bacon, pota-
toes, and hot coffee. This is the time for cracking

jokes, telling stories of pioneer life,—and the coloured
boys are full of fun. We had one from the South
named Tom Williams, belonging to Colonel Mason,
of the Sth Cavalry. After enjoying our evening
meal and getting ready to lie down in our tents,
spread on the grass, as the evening approached, the
sun was sinking behind Laramie Peak,—a mountain
far away in the Black Hills, towering up 8000 feet,—
and all nature was hushed into repose, and each one
with his lungs full of the light air, and his body weary
with a long ride, just dropping off to sleep,—all at
ouce there was a yell and halloo outside, which caused
ine to jump up and look out to see if any red-skins
had broken through the guard and invaded our peace-
ful circle. Instead of scalping Sioux, there was
nothing the matter but the return of a drove of large

    

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beef-cattle we had passed grazing on the Chugwater,
and which sought our camping-eround on account of
a bare place where they could He down and be warm
for the night. Our Tom was racing up and down
among them, yelling ‘ Hi, hi!’ and shaking his blan-
ket in all directions to stampede the poor cattle, who
had as good a right as we to the soil.

Pickets were stationed all around us, and, save the
snoring of some tired sleeper and the occasional bray-
ing of a mule or two, we slept soundly, with no fear
of Indians. Here we met a white man and his wife,
a squaw, and several others, who were waiting for Red
Cloud and his chiefs, who were on their way to
Washington from Fort Fetterman. They were related
to John Reichaud, a_half-breed belonging to Red
Cloud’s party. This Reichaud had lived about La-
ramie and Fetterman for many years, and, by rais-
ing stock and trading, had accumulated, it is said,
about 200,000 dollars. During last winter, while
drunk, he quarrelled with a soldier, and a little while
after, in passing some barracks at Fetterman, he aimed
his revolver at a soldier, who was sitting in front of
his quarters, named Kernan, and killed him, supposing
it was the same suldier he had just before been quar-
yelling with. Finding out his mistake, he fled away
up to Red Cloud’s camp, and while there incited the
Indians to make war upon the whites. At the time
we were going up, General John BE. Smith was jour-
neying towards us with Red Cloud and his band of
warriors, and having Reichaud as the chief’s prisoner.
It was said he expected to get the President to pardon
him and allow him to establish a trading-post for
the Ogallallas. The feeling against this outlaw was
such as to make General Smith fear that sone one at
Cheyenne would shoot him, and so the party turned
off to Pine Bluff Station, about forty-three miles east
of that town. We thus missed seeing them. But
there were other objects of interest in our journey,
and we went on to the mail station, called the Chug,
a place not of much note,—for beside a company of
cavalry, there were not a dozen ranches there on the
beautiful stream, along whose banks were growing
willow-trees and the cottonwood also. Besides, there
were half-a-dozen tepees filled with half-breeds, who
are herders and wood-choppers in the mountains.

While the paymaster was dispensing the green-
backs to Uncle Sam’s boys, the doctor and I sallied
out with a guide in search of those much-admired moss
agates which are here found in great abundance, even
quarried out of a bluff and carried off by the wagon-
load. The guide had been there but once, and somehow
or other he could not locate it exactly, and we had a
ride out of six miles and back without finding the spot.
Sull, we picked up a few on the way. As these are
now so much the fashion for jewelry I will describe
them. First, I should say that most suppose they
contain real moss, or fern-leaves, so distinct are they
seen in a clear agate to resemble them. Thus you see
imitations of pine-trees, vines, a deer’s head, and
sprigs of various kinds; but it is through iron solu-
tions penetrating them when in a soluble state. If
you take a pen and drop some ink into a tumbler of
water, it will scatter and form for the moment an
appearance like a moss agate. These agates, when
found on bluffs or dry places, are coated over with a
white covering of lime or alkali. Those in the beds