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10. We circled around to get into Decatur where we could stock up. The three horses we missed came running into the town dragging Indian ropes. That settled [[it r]]ight there and then. Old Uncle Jerry Burnett was in the bunch of men at Decatur[[strikethrough]] when the horses came in. He shouted out when he saw them, Let's head them off in the neighborhood of the Big Sandy before they get to big timber. Lets do some business with them," he said,"and do it quick." [[strikethrough]] We started out with Uncle Jerry in the lead. He was riding a big yellow horse called "Wax". This horse was known all over the frontier country as a magnificent animal and one that was hard to beat in a race or[[strikethrough]] in handling cattle or for almost any purpose. The boys had dubbed the animal [[strikethrough]] Uncle Jerry's war horse. Well, we caught up with the redskins and went right into the midst of the fight. We knocked the spots off of them and drove them away and out of the country. We never let up for a single minute until they had been chased so far away that we were sure they would never come back and at least not for several [[strikethrough]] years [[strikethrough by pencil - at the least]]. One of the saddest sights of the trip at this time was the finding of the bodies of the whole Huff family on Briar creek. Huff was an old frontiersman. He did not know [[pencil strikethrough - n]] what danger meant and laughed when warmed to leave. We found [[strikethrough]] him, his wife and two daughters. The mother and oldest girl had been scalped. The other girl had been killed, but for some reason was not scalped. We found the feather beds open and [[strikethrough]] feathers scattered all over the place. We all stopped for an instant to take care of the dead. We saw that they were decently buried and then we started again with the determination that there would be no mercy shown to the Indians for this deed at least. We now had twenty men in the party and were later [[strikethrough]] joined by ten rangers. Then we started again to the fight on the Big Sandy which lasted nearly a half day. There were supposed to have been about a hundred Indians in this fight, but I swear there were at least a thousand the way it looked to me. The redskins knew that they had to make a stand. They were driven to the