were nearly exhausted, they saw’ coin |ng out of the haze of the Denver wagon road on which they were traveling two mounted m£u. They could not tell whether they were Indians or not, hut they had horses, and the weary scouts Heeded the horses. They had come over eighty miles on foot in four days.When the horsemen drew' near, Stil-well discovered that they were soldiers, two couriers on the road to Colonel « arpenter's command, lying at Fake Slater, some sixty miles from where General Forsyth was besieged.As soon as they heard of Forsyth's j predicament they spurred away toColonel Carpenter, who responded promptly, marching his entire force to Forsyth’s relief.Trudeau never recovered from the terrible strain of that Journey, but died the next spring * He lies buried at Fortdku run DANKSill. Okla.