The Daily state register. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1870-1872, 1871-04-16
REMINIsCE ESCES OF BOB, BROTHER
OF THE CELEBRATED KIT CARSON.


This celebrated mountaineer and
trapper yet lives on the Missouri
river, near the town of Arrow Rock,
is hale, stout and hearty, able and
willing to make many more like
trips. He is full of anecdotes and
gives us many hair-breadth escapes
from mountain storms and Indian
fights.
He says the last tight place he got
into was in the 1916. during the
Mexican war. The Mexicans were
committing depredations of all
kinds, and had stolen some of the
Government horses and mules.
Captain Price-afterward General
Sterling Price-was in command of
a company of United States volun
teers, who were ever ready for a
scout or fight He was ordered to
make detail of twelve of his best
men, and send them in search of the
stolen property. Twelve choice and
well-tried men were chosen. Then
came the query, who is able and
willing to take command of this
squad? 1t must be some man who
can talk with the different Indian
tribes through which they may have
to pass in pursuit of the Mexicans.
Luckily for the squad, at this mo-
ment Bob Carson rode up. we'll
mounted on his favorite hunting
horse, Leo. \ shout from the
twelve brave men bid him welcome:
their object stated and requested
him to take command. Nothing
suited Carson better than this.
He told Captain Price that he
could follow a cold trail as fast as
any living man could, and to
give himself no uneasiness, that he
would bring his twelve men back
and not lose a scalp. The sequel
shows how he succeeded. The sec
ond day out they struck the trail;
late in the evening they saw in the
distance a large party of Indians,
aud as they were on friendly terms
with the different tribes, Carson and
his band hurried to overtake them,
hoping to gain some information
concerning the stock. The Indians
saw them approaching and halted
for them to come up. As Carson
and his men came higher his keen
eve discovered that they were on the
war-path. but knowing no fear, he
rode up, and the Indians 1,40O
strong, closed wings and completely
surrounded them. Sandivere, the
Il ,aS 10 10
"Yeds te-doly-You are my pris-
oner."
Carson after questioning the chief
a short time, found that they were
also in pursuit of lost stock, stolen
as they considered by United States
troops. The Mexicans had told him
this tale to screen themselves. But |
all of this intrigue could not induce
Sandivere to release him and his
twelve men.
The next morning the old chief
commenced making preparations to
shoot and scalp his prisoners. Car
son called him aside for q talk, and
finally persuaded him to send one Of
his best runners to Captain Prices
camp, and if things were not found
Just as represented, that on the
fourth day from the absence of said
runner, at twelve o'clock, he might
do with his prisoners as he pleased.
The runner started. Carson and his
men, sanguine that everything would
prove satisfactory to the chief, re-
mained their prisoners, cheerful and
happy.
. On the morning of the fourth day
all were momentarily expecting the
runner to appear. Ten o'clock came |
and no runner in sight; IL o'clock
and no runner in sight. Everything
in camp was excitement and commo-
ton. Sandivere was certain hisrun-
ner had been foully dealt with, and