The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1877-05-30
rHE PARTING FIFTH.
What We Saw at the Fon-Our Morning
Drive-''Speed the Parting Troops
-'The BugIes Sang Gaily''-
and Away.

such rs you Will no meet with any
where else upon the continent, except
at Denver, and then you must get up as
early as we were this morning to APP
preciate the fact. that after all, this
country is Gods country. An invitation
had been sent us from the Fort-Fort
D. A. Russell-to come out and see the
gallant Fifth cavalry to mount ''boot,
spurs, bit and bridle," and away for
Cantonment Reno, and we could not
do otherwise than accept of the hospi-
tality thus rendered us, especially as an
ambulance was at the door at 6 sharp,
totake us, Jones, of the Western Union,
another might OWL who CHANGED
along at the time, and Il ''bummer."
Jones went. but the ''bummer'' rested
in his tracks and grew awfully profane
as the driver cracked his whip and the
mules cooked their ears and tumbled
to their work, and away we sped to the
Fort.
We did not regret the drive. The
delicious freshness of the morning
| winds famed u fevered brows, and
brought into our face a semblance of
freshness as we sped along. Jones
grew loquacious as he conyersed with
the Sun reporter, and spread himself on
the crops, the future of Cheyenne, and
Maud Muller, while THE LEADER in
the front seat-an appropriate one for
the leader, by the way-sheltered him
self behind a fresh-printed copy of the
early morning edition-which goes to
the Hills daily, without fail, and OH
time, for the typos work with us be it
understood-from the mud that was
dashed at us and over lis as we went;
the mounted orderly of Co. F, the
mail carrier, speeding along on his
horse by our side, and specially anxious
TO know whether we had the papers for
the Fort. When We assured him of the
fact that we had, he seemed satisfied,
and rode away at his uttcrmost speed,
and that was the last we saw of him.
A dog caught the spirit of the whole
affair; his doggish eyes took the in
lection, and he concluded to follow us,
and wagged his doggish tail at us in
gleeful sportiveness as he thought of
the pleasant days ahead of him, for he
enlisted Immediately upon his arrival
at the Fort, in the Fifth, and no doubt
is fully sustaining his reputation as
the dog of that brilliant service.
Arriving at the Fort We jumped out
at Cherry's house and taking up a posi-
tion in chairs on his veranda, for he
was there to entertain and receive us
we listened to the bugles that played
gaily, as companies A, b, H, j, and l.,
under the immediate command and di-
rection Of Capt. Hamilton, passed in
review down the graded street of the
Fort, and fearful eyes and fair hands
looked and waived their fond adieus to
the parting troop, marching by pla-
toons, in review before us all, on par
AIDE. At nine precisely, the command
was given To Fright Forward! Fours
right !" F company Of the Fifth escort
ing them of the parade ground; the
band discoursing the tunes of the
"Girl l left behind me-" and reckless
rollicking "Garryowen." Capt. Mont
gomery, on his gray horse, and splen-
didly mounted, was acting as rear
guide. Capt. Kellogg, and his bay
horse company l., acting as GEN.
tire guide, and IL in advance. Ser
geants Colby, Shine and Butler rode
finely, and the %corporals, Collins, Smith
and Doyley, safe seated Centaurs rs
they passed. The privates of Company
F took delight, evidently, in showing
those who looked upon the cavalcade as
it passed what they could do as regard
ed marching, and the art OF knowing
how. Lieut.. Cherry and his guard,
| fully alive to the occasion, ably sustain
ing his ability to engineer the whole af-
fair. Altogether, the scene was n OF
unusual brilliancy. The weather WAS
favorable for the display, the troops
entered into the spirit of the whole
thing, the officers were fully alive to
the fact of their being under marching
orders, and we concur in the opinion
that was expressed by DR.. Pettis, the
surgeon at the post, that ii was one OF
the finest send-offs, from 4 military
point of view, that he had ever wit
, messed.