It was nearly sunrise when I opened my eyes in the morning, and there were only a few others stirring, and I was not long in getting something to eat, for I had not broken my fast since noon the day before.  In a short time all the men were cooking their breakfast and as soon as the meal was over Capt.  McKee asked me what we should do with those horses.  I told him, we could not fight Indians and care for a band of horses at the same time.  We must drive the horses some where and sell them, and I think we had better go back to Fort Worth, and if we can not dispose of them there we can take them to Dallas.

The Capt. then called four of the men to us and told them to go out where the horses were and count them and to be sure and get the right number.  They were gone about an hour, and when they came back they said there were one hundred and twenty horses out there, and one of the men said, “Some of those horses are of the finest breed that I ever saw, and nearly all of them have been broke to the harness, for I could see the marks where the collars have rubbed the hair off their shoulders, and I bet those Indians drove those horses hundreds of miles, maybe from Kansas or Arkansas, and they and the horses being so tired was the reason that the Indians stopped here to rest.”

Capt.  McKee and I went back and took another look at the horses, and we found them to be much better horses than we had thought them to be, but we could find no brand on them or any thing that would show whom they belonged to.  This convinced us that they had been stolen from farmers.  As the horses showed that they had been driven hard and we thought a long distance, we decided to stay over one day as the grass was plentiful and a stream of pure, cool water ran a few feet from where they were feeding.

Three of the other men and myself went hunting, and we killed six Antelope and were back in time to cook some for dinner.  Capt.  McKee and I cooked dinner together that day, and while we ate he told me the conditions he had hired the men to work under.  He said he had guaranteed them twenty-five dollars a month, and each man was to pay his portion of the grub bill.  “So you can see that the men have no share in these horses, and what we can make out of the sale Of them belongs to you and me alone.  And I think we had better pull out for Fort Worth in the morning, and try to dispose of them there.”

So the next morning we pulled out, the Capt. and I taking the lead, and the men driving the horses after us.

The evening of the fourth day we reached Fort Worth.

That night we camped a little south of where the Union depot now stands.

The next morning Capt.  McKee and I rode into the town to see if we could find a purchaser for our horses.  We found a number of men who wanted horses, but each man only wanted a few.  Of course, the first question was what price we asked for them.  The Capt. and I had set the price at one hundred and twenty-five dollars apiece, which we considered very cheap for such fine stock.