through their line and escaped with the horses. Their bodies were
naked and full of arrows. The women were not to be found. The remains
were decently interred by Carson and Godey, and then they set about
looking for the women. After a long search they could discover nothing
of them, and concluded that they had been reserved for a worse fate.
The remains of these two poor captives were afterwards found by some
of Fremont's men. The Indians, not satisfied with killing them, had
staked their bodies to the ground. Kit Carson and Godey having now
accomplished, on this errand of mercy, all that lay in the power of
man to do, set out to return and soon rejoined their friends, whom
they found anxiously waiting for them. Col. Fremont concludes his
account of this affair in the following words:

"Their object accomplished, our men gathered up all the surviving
horses, fifteen in number, returned upon their trail, and rejoined us
at our camp in the afternoon of the same day. They had rode about one
hundred miles in the pursuit and return, and all in thirty hours. The
time, place, object, and numbers considered, this expedition of Carson
and Godey may be considered among the boldest and most disinterested
which the annals of western adventure, so full of daring deeds, can
present. Two men, in a savage desert, pursue day and night an unknown
body of Indians into the defiles of an unknown mountain--attack them
on sight, without counting numbers--and defeat them in an instant--and
for what? To punish the robbers of the desert, and to avenge the
wrongs of Mexicans whom they did not know. I repeat: it was Carson
and Godey who did this--the former an American, born in Kentucky; the
latter a Frenchman by descent, born in St. Louis; and both trained to
western enterprise from early life."

The stolen property was restored to the Mexicans without one cent