At the beginning of the Month of June Cherries, James closed down the signal station on the eastern hill at Teacher’s Mead. I was proud of him. He had not only successfully relieved Fort Ramson; he had also chased the Rebels out of the territory. The battle on the south bank of the Yanube River had been his first command against an opposing organized military unit. Of course, many would argue the tribesmen—particularly the Sioux—were equal to any cavalry in the world, and he had done battle with them many times.
Two months after the attempted invasion, I was only just beginning to realize how lucky we had been. No one had suffered a loss—beyond a drop of two of blood when Jacob had put his shoulder too close to a passing bullet. There was no damage to any of the farm structures, and more
