midnight
The bonfire burned low , and went out . Once more we were in darkness . We believed the Indians would make no further demonstration , and an hour later a scouting party ascertained that they had gathered their dead and departed . Sentinels were posted , the ambulance run in by hand , the stock fed , and a midnight meal cooked . While sitting by the camp-fire , listening to the sizzling of the bacon and sniffing the aroma of the coffee , Mr. Hopkins introduced me to his men and guests , and I heard an explanation of the tracks and blood at Soldiers ' Holes . Early that morning three gentlemen , who had passed the night at the ranch , started for Prescott . They were a Mr. Gray , a Scotch merchant at La Paz ; Mr. Hamilton , a lawyer of the same place ; and a Mr. Rosenberg , a freighter .