Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1856-07-18

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Government. ! order you, Sir,
TO deliver 10 my men what horses
you may have 10 corral"
Finding remonstrance would be
Of no avail with such a man, Val
Iejo called his vaqueros and gave
the requisite directions. In the
meanwhile my friend D.
made himself known to Fremont,
having met him before in Wash
ington.
al have Information Of Castro
intention 10 attack Los Angeles;
| have six days to reach there be-
fore tho outbreak, for that ! need
these horses; for MUST DO In Mt
the DEATH"
"But the distance; six hundred
miles, said my ; friend D..
"The roads"
al shall do it," he replied, and
turned away 10 supervise his ar
engagements.
In half an hour they departed
as unceremonioasly ar they came,
taking with them some three hun
dred horses, and leaving us IN
astonishment at this raid, TO Won
der if We were yet awake, OF
whetherit was an unsubstantial
| dream.
"Los diablosi" exclaimed the
General, "they have even taken
my wiie's saddle-horse ~ so thor.
oughly had Fremont's lieutenant
executed his orders.
From Sonoma to Yerba Buena,
tho little hamlet which now stands
the queen city Of the Pacific,
San Francisco, he augmented his
stock 10 the number Of fifteen
hundred, completely clearing the
country; and then commenced one
Of tho most peculiar races for O
ALPHABETICALLY ever known, Bare.
~ pulling bride to devour n steak
cut from the quarter Of n scarce
dead bullock, driving before them
their spare horses,-on, on they
went. The roads, Mt all times
bad, at this season were horribl,
fifty miles being n hard day.
Journey, even for a Californian.
As their exhausted beasts
dropped under them, they tore Of
the saddles, and, placing them OF
others, hurried on, leaving The
poor animals TO DO deyoured b,
the coyotes, or recover, as chanc'
might bring about. Ever at thu
head, the last to dismount, Inc
tho first 10 leap into the saddle
was this mountainecr; this com
companion for Kit Carson! thi'
pioneer Of empire! Fremont
Rarely speaking but to urge OF
his men, or TO question some pas
fsing native, taking the smaues
modicum Of reIreshment, ant
watching while others snatchst
a moments repose, was he wrap
ped up in his project, and deter
mined to have some fight.
Through San Pablo, and Mon
terey, and Josepha, they dashc'
ike the phantom riders Of th'
Hartz Mountains, startling The
inhabitants, and making thu
night-watcher cross himself il
terror MS the band flew on. Th'
River Sacailicios was reached;-
swollen by the rains, it rolled on
a rapid, muddy stream; his mel
paused.
"Forward! forwardl" cried he
and dashed in himself; the strug
gle was a fierce one, but his mus
tang breasts the current, and h
reaches the opposite shore in safe
ty; bis men alter time join him
two brave fellows finding a waite
ry grave, and many horses bein;
carried down the stream: but moth
ing can now stop him-the hight
adjacent to the Puebla appear
now smile might be seen on tn
implacable visage OF the leade
dis the ssi.rth day Of fhei.
ride, and Ms goal is ron.
With ninety men on the las
of his caravan of horses, he fe
; like a thunderbolt on the rear 9
the Mexicans. The day wa
! with them; the little band
} stout hearts guarding the presij
10, taken by surprise, and not ha
wing the advantage of the Mex
cans in regard to horses, we're be
ginning to waver. But cheer u;
: cheer again-succor is at hanc
On come those riders Of Fremon
nothing can withstand thei
shock. With shouts of trump
they change the battle to a rou
The field is won!
The rout was a complete one
and had not Fremont's men bee
utterly exhausted, none woul
have escaped. So ended TIL
RIDE OF THE ONE HUNDRED.