from Yerba Buena to San Diego, and we were thus enabled
to keep pace with events throughout the country.
In March Stevenson’s regiment arrived.
Colonel Mason also arrived by sea from Callao in
the store-ship Erie, and P. St. George Cooke’s
battalion of Mormons reached San Luis Rey. A.
J. Smith and George Stoneman were with him, and were
assigned to the company of dragoons at Los Angeles.
All these troops and the navy regarded General Kearney
as the rightful commander, though Fremont still remained
at Los Angeles, styling himself as Governor, issuing
orders and holding his battalion of California Volunteers
in apparent defiance of General Kearney. Colonel
Mason and Major Turner were sent down by sea with
a paymaster, with muster-rolls and orders to muster
this battalion into the service of the United States,
to pay and then to muster them out; but on their reaching
Los Angeles Fremont would not consent to it, and the
controversy became so angry that a challenge was believed
to have passed between Mason and Fremont, but the
duel never came about. Turner rode up by land
in four or five days, and Fremont, becoming alarmed,
followed him, as we supposed, to overtake him, but
he did not succeed. On Fremont’s arrival
at Monterey, he camped in a tent about a mile out
of town and called on General Kearney, and it was reported
that the latter threatened him very severely and ordered
him back to Los Angeles immediately, to disband his
volunteers, and to cease the exercise of authority
of any kind in the country. Feeling a natural
curiosity to see Fremont, who was then quite famous
by reason of his recent explorations and the still
more recent conflicts with Kearney and Mason, I rode
out to his camp, and found him in a conical tent with
one Captain Owens, who was a mountaineer, trapper,
etc., but originally from Zanesville, Ohio.
I spent an hour or so with Fremont in his tent, took
some tea with him, and left, without being much impressed
with him. In due time Colonel Swords returned
from the Sandwich Islands and relieved me as quartermaster.
Captain William G. Marcy, son of the Secretary of
War, had also come out in one of Stevenson’s
ships as an assistant commissary of subsistence, and
was stationed at Monterey and relieved me as commissary,
so that I reverted to the condition of a company-officer.
While acting as a staff officer I had lived at the
custom-house in Monterey, but when relieved I took
a tent in line with the other company-officers on
the hill, where we had a mess.
Stevenson’a regiment reached San Francisco Bay early in March, 1847. Three companies were stationed at the Presidio under Major James A. Hardier one company (Brackett’s) at Sonoma; three, under Colonel Stevenson, at Monterey; and three, under Lieutenant-Colonel Burton, at Santa Barbara. One day I was down at the headquarters at Larkin’s horse, when General Kearney remarked to me that he was going down to Los Angeles in the ship Lexington, and wanted me