He turned to his men who were scattered about the vicinity, having been engaged in driving the savages out of the valley.
But the bugle quickly recalled them.
A spare horse was brought forward for Pomp and then the cavalrymen in solid body rode out of the valley.
As they struck the prairie below, the distant sounds of firing came to their ears.
It was the din of the conflict between the Vigilants and the cowboys. Aided by the sounds Colonel Clark was able to gallop straight to the scene.
Through a pass in the hills they reached the plateau. They burst upon the cowboys in the rear just at the critical moment when it seemed as if Harmon’s heroic little band was doomed.
It required but a glance for Clark to take in the situation.
Whirling his sabre aloft he spurred his horse forward with the thrilling command:
“Forward! Charge!”