Class F~5 7 3 / INCIDENTS OF %xM u& %k\\\m in % far SStsL yailatiMl Colonel Fremont and the Author taking Astronomical Observations. — P. 129. INCIDENTS TRAVEL AND ADVENTURE FAR WEST; COL. FREMONT'S LAST EXPEDITION ACROSS THE ROCKY MOUNTAIN'S : INCLUDING TIIREE MONTHS' RESIDENCE TN UTAH. AND A PERILOUS TRIP ACROSS THE GREAT AMERICAN DESERT, TO THE PACIFIC. BY S. N. CARVALHO, ARTIST TO THE EXPEDITION. NEW YORK: DERBY or peccados" as the Spaniards say.) Many of our animals pulled up their picket-pins, and sought shelter in the woods. My pony is missing, among others, and on myself and on no one else devolves the delightful duty of finding him. I have put on, for the first time, my waterproof boots, as I have a wet road, and, probably, a long distance to walk, before I find my horse. He is safe enough on the creek ; the Indians saw him while hunting up theirs. 50 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. CHAPTER YIII. Author's First Buffalo Hunt— Pursuit— Perilous Situation— Mode of Attack by the Indians— Solitary and Alone— Pony killed for Food— An 111 Wind that blows Nobody any Good— Incredulity of Indian Hunters— Return to Camp— Prairies on Fire — Suffocating Smoke— Mr. Egloffstein on a Wolf Hunt— Fire Light and Moonlight- Camp surrounded by Fire— Dangerous Situation— Arrival of Colonel Fremont- Preparations to resume our Journey— Escape through the Blazing Element. MY FIRST BUFFALO HUNT. At daylight, on the 25th October, the hunters were at breakfast. At our mess, feats of daring and gallant horsemanship were being related, while our roast was preparing. Weluchas, a most successful hunter, and as brave and daring an Indian as ever fashioned a moc- casin or fired a rifle, approached me, remarking, " What for you no hunt buffalo — got buffalo pungo ? " (horse.) I had, while at breakfast, almost made up my mind to go — this, however, determined me. In quick time I had my horse saddled, and, fully equipped with rifle, navy revolver, and sheath knife, was all ready for a start. On this occasion our party consisted of eight Delawares and four white men, besides myself. I rode out of camp, side by side with Weluchas, who seemed gratified that I accompanied him. The buffaloes, from having been daily hunted for several weeks, had gone South about fifteen to twenty miles, and we had to ride that distance before we saw any game. A BUFFALO HUNT. 51 DISCOVERY OF A HERD. After about three hours' gentle trotting, one of the party started a cayote, and we chased him until he dis- appeared in the brush. "When we reached the brow of a hill, Weluchas ejaculated, in deep, low tones, " Buf- falo," "big herd" — "plenty cow." I turned my eyes, and, for the first time, beheld a large herd of buffaloes occupying an extensive valley, well wooded and watered, and luxuriant with the peculiar short curled grass, called " Buffalo grass " {Lysteria Dyclotoides), on which this animal principally feeds. I gazed witli delight and astonishment at the novel sight which presented itself. There must have been at least 6,000 buffaloes, including cows and calves. It was a si^ht well worth travelling a thousand miles to see. Some were grazing, others playfully gambolling, while the largest number were quietly reclining or sleeping on their verdant carpet, little dreaming of the danger which surrounded them, or of the murderous visitors who were about to disturb their sweet repose. THE FOE DISCOVERED BY THE SENTINEL THE HERD EST MOTION. Taking the word of command from Capt. "Wolff, one of the finest proportioned men I ever beheld, we kept silent, to await the direction which the herd would take when they discovered us. An old bull was stationed several hundred yards in advance of the herd, as senti- nel : they invariably follow him, as leader, even into danger. He soon espied us ; and suddenly, as if by 52 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAK WEST. magic, the whole herd was in motion. We occupied such a position that they passed within rifle shot. THE PURSUIT. At a signal, the whole party, except myself, galloped after them. I was intensely absorbed by this mighty cavalcade passing with majestic stride, as it were, in review before me. My pony, anxious for the chase, fretted and champed at the bit. I singled out "what I thought a fat cow (the bulls are tough and hard, and are only hunted by the Indians for their robes — their flesh never being eaten when cows can be obtained), and in a few seconds, I was riding at full speed. It requires a very fleet horse to overtake a buffalo cow. A bull does not run quite so fast. After a chase of about two miles, I was near enough to take sight with my rifle, by stopping my pony. I fired and wounded him in the leg — reloaded, and started again at full speed, the buffalo running less swiftly. I fired again, but this time without effect. Not wishing him to get too far ahead of me, I took out my revolver, and got within pistol shot, when I discovered I had chased an old bull instead of a cow. PERILOUS SITUATION. I fired my pistol four times at full speed, and was endeavoring to sight him again, when the bull suddenly turned upon me, within five yards of my horse. My well-trained pony instantly jumped aside. The bull, in turning, got his wounded leg in a painful position, and stopped, which gave me time and opportunity to INDIAN MODE OF SHOOTING BUFFALOES. 53 save my life ; for, with my total inexperience, I should not have been able to have mastered him. My horse jumped aside without any guiding from me, having been trained to this by the Indian from whom we pur- chased him. I reloaded my rifle, and took deliberate aim at a vital part. When dying, I approached the monster that had given me such a fright, when he turned his large black eyes mournfully upon me, as if upbraiding me with having wantonly and uselessly shot him down. MODE OF ATTACK BY THE DELAWAKES. A Delaware Indian, in hunting buffaloes, when near enough to shoot, rests his rifle on his saddle, balances himself in his stirrup on one leg ; the other is thrown over the rifle to steady it. He then leans on one side, until his eye is on a level with the object, takes a quick sight, and fires while riding at full speed, rarely missing his mark, and seldom chasing one animal further than a mile. SOLITARY AND ALONE. After recovering from my fright, and the intense excitement incidental to the chase, other sensations of a different character, although not less disagreeable, imme- diately filled my mind. I discovered that I was entirely alone, in an uninhabited, wild country, with not a human being in sight. I had chased my bull at least five miles. My companions had taken a different direc- tion, nor was a single buffalo to be seen. My mind was fully alive to the perils of my situation. I had left my pocket compass in camp, and I did not know in what 54 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. direction to look for it. I mounted my horse and walked to the top of a hill to see if I could find any traces of the party. I discovered looming in the dis- tance, Smoky Hills some twenty miles off. My mind was in a slight degree relieved, although I was almost as ignorant of my geographical position as I was before. I did not despair, but unsaddling my horse, I gave him an hour's rest ; the grass was fresh, and he appeared totally unconcerned at my situation. PONY KILLED FOR MEAT. Poor fellow! Little did I think that day, as he car- ried me, so full of life and high spirit, that in a few weeks he would be reduced to a mere skeleton, and that I should be obliged, in order to save my own life on the mountains of snow, to partake of his flesh. I shed tears when they shot him down, and I never think of his generous, willing qualities, but I lament the stern neces- sity that left his bones bleaching on the mountains. IT S AN ELL WIND THAT BLOWS NOBODY GOOD. I re-saddled my pony, and turned his head in the direction of Smoky Hills, fervently hoping to fall in with some of our party ; nor was I disappointed, for after riding about an hour, I discovered to the left of my course a horse without a rider. As I approached it, I recognized the animal, and in a little while I saw its owner, my friend Weluchas, walking slowly, with his eyes intently fixed on the ground. He told me he was looking for his tomahawk pipe, which he had dropped while hunting. I joyfully assisted him in finding it, author's skill in hunting doubted. 55 after a persevering search of an hour. He had been at least an hour on the spot before I came up. To this lucky circumstance I attributed my arrival in camp that night, for when we resumed our journey, he took a course some six points variation from the one I was tra- velling. On our way we fell in with Capt. Wolff and another Delaware, who were busily engaged cutting up a fine fat cow. I was soon at work, but I gave up after an ineffectual attempt to cut the liver, which is very delicate eating, my knowledge of human anatomy not being of any service to me in dissecting buffaloes. THE incredulity of the Indian hunters. While journeying campwards I related to the party my adventure with the old bull. I, of course, finished it by stating I had slain him. Capt. Wolff looked at me with a most quizzical and incredulous smile, and empha- tically remarked, in his broken English, " Carvalho no kill buffalo." I insisted that I had left him dead on the field. At this the whole party laughed at me. I felt annoyed, but soon found it was no use to contend with them. Weluchas, who was really my friend, and to whom I had rendered several services, such as bleeding him and curing him of fever, could not believe the statement I had made. Capt. Wolff, seeing me look offended, said, in these exact words: — " When Capt, Wolff kill buffalo, he cut out the tongue. Indian shoot buffalo, bring home tongue. Carvalho no bring buffalo tongue ; he no kill buffalo." This was powerful argument, and the inference perfectly logical ; and I soon changed the subject. Gentle reader, do you think I was equal to cutting out, by the roots, a tongue from the head of 56 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. an old buffalo bull, after telling you that I did not suc- ceed in getting out the liver of a young cow, after the animal was opened ? Surely I was not ; but even if I had been, the alarming situation I found myself in, at the time he fell, prevented me from attempting it, if I even had known it was the hunters' rule to do so. RETURN TO CAMP. My messmates, to whom I related my adventure, had not the slightest idea that I had lost my way in the chase. I came into camp with the rest of the party, that night, about seven o'clock, tired and hungry. After eating a hearty supper, I wrapped myself up in my blankets and was soon asleep, dreaming of the disputed honors I had gathered in my maiden hunt after a buffalo bull. PRAIRIE ON FIRE. Oct. 30. — During the day, the sun was completely obscured by low, dark clouds ; a most disagreeable and suffocating smoke filled the atmosphere. We were still encamped on the Saline fork of the Kan- sas River, impatiently awaiting the arrival of Col. Fre- mont, who had not yet returned from St. Louis. His continued absence alarmed us for his safety, and the cir- cumstance that the prairies were on fire for several days past, in the direction through which he had to pass to reach us, added to our anxiety. Night came on, and the dark clouds which overhung us like an immense pall, now assumed a horrible, lurid glare, all along the horizon. As far as the eye could ENGINEER ON A WOLF HUNT. 57 reach, a belt of fire was visible. We were on the prairie, between Kansas Kiver on one side, Solomon's Fork on another, Salt Creek on the third, and a large belt of woods about four miles from camp on the fourth. We were thus completely hemmed in, and comparatively secure from danger. Our animals had been grazing near this belt of woods, the day before, and when they were driven into camp at night, one of the mules was missing. At daylight a number of our Delawares, Mr. Egloffstein, our topo- graphical engineer, and myself, sallied out in search of it. After looking through the woods for an hour, we dis- covered our mule lying dead, with his lariat drawn close around his neck. It had become loose, and, trail- ing along the ground, got entangled with the branches of an old tree, where in his endeavors to extricate him- self he was strangled. We were attracted to the spot by the howling of wolves, and we found that he had been partially devoured by them. Our engineer, who wanted a wolf- skin for a saddle-cloth, determined to remain to kill one of them. I assisted him to ascend a high tree immediately over the body of the mule, untied the lariat, and attaching his rifle to one end of it, pulled it up to him. The rest of the party returned to camp. About four o'clock in the afternoon, he being still out, I roasted some buffalo meat and went to seek him. I found him still on the tree, cmietly awaiting an opportunity to kill his wolf. A heroic example of perseverance on an eminence smiling at disappointment. 3* 58 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. Mr. Egloffs'tein declined to come down ; I told him of the dangers to which he was exposed, and entreated him to return to camp. Finding him determined to remain, I sent him up his supper, and returned to camp, expect- ing him to return at sundown. About this time the prairie was on fire just beyond the belt of woods through which Col. Fremont had to pass. Becoming alarmed for Mr. Eglolistein, several of us went to bring him in. We found him half-way to camp, dragging by the lariat the dead body of an immense wolf which he had shot. "We assisted him on with his booty as well as we could. My " guard " came on at two o'clock. I laid down to take a three hours' rest. When I went on " duty," the scene that presented itself was sublime. A breeze had sprung up, which dissipated the smoke to wind- ward. The full moon was shining brightly, and the piles of clouds which surrounded her, presented magni- ficent studies of " light and shadow," which " Claude Lorraine " so loved to paint. The fire had reached the belt of woods, and seemingly had burnt over the tree our friend had been seated in all day. The fire on the north side had burned up to the water's edge, and had there stopped. The whole horizon now seemed bounded by fire. Our Delawares by this time had picketed all the animals near the creek we were encamped on, and had safely carried the baggage of the camp down the banks near the water. When day dawned, the magnificent woods which had sheltered our animals, appeared a forest of black scathed trunks. The fire gradually increased, yet we dared not change col. fremont's ajrrivai,. 59 our ground ; first, because we saw no point where there was not more danger, and, secondly, if we moved away, " Solomon," the Indian chief, who after conducting us to the camp ground we now occupied, had returned to guide Col. Fremont, would not know exactly where to find us again. We thus continued gazing appalled at the devouring element which threatened to overwhelm us. After breakfast, one of our Delawares gave a loud whoop, and pointing to the open space beyond, in the direction of Solomon's Fork, where to our great joy, we saw Col. Fremont on horseback, followed by " an immense man," on " an immense mule," (who after- wards proved to be our good and kind-hearted Doctor Ober ;) Col. Fremont's " cook," and the Indian " Solo- mon," galloping through the blazing element in the direction of our camp. Instantly and impulsively, we all discharged our rifles in a volley. Our tents were not struck, yet we wanted to make a signal for their guidance. We all reloaded, and w r hen they were very near, we fired a a salute. Our men and Indians immediately surrounded Col. Fremont making kind inquiries after his health. ]STo father who had been absent from his children, could have been received with more enthusiasm and more real joy. To reach us he had to travel over many miles of country which had been on fire. The Indian trail which led to our camp from " Solomon's Fork," had become obliterated, rendering it difficult and arduous to follow ; but the keen sense of the Indian directed 60 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. hini under all difficulties directly to the spot where he had left us. During the balance of the day, the camp was put in travelling order. With the arrival of Col. Fremont, our commissariat had received considerable additions of provisions, more, in fact, than he had any good reason to suppose we had consumed during his absence. The reverse was exactly the truth. The provisions intended for our journey had been lavishly expended, and surreptitiously purloined. Twice it became necessary to send to Fort Riley to procure supplies. The season had advanced, and it became imperatively necessary to continue onwards — we should have plenty of game until we got to Bent's Fort, where there always were kept large supplies of provisions, and where Col. Fremont intended to refit and replenish. At midnight, the fire crossed the Kansas River. I was in a great state of excitement. I mounted my horse and rode out in the direction ot the Kansas, to see if the fire had actually crossed; I suppose I must have advanced within half a mile, before I discovered that the prairie was on fire on this side of it. I turned round, and galloped as I thought, in the direction of camp, but I could not descry it. I continued onwards ; but as there were woods all around Salt Creek, I had lost my landmarks, and was in a terrible quandary. I how- ever reached Salt Creek, and with great difficulty returned to camp, after an absence of three hours. At daylight, our animals were all packed, the camp raised, and all the men in their saddles. Our only escape was through the blazing grass ; we dashed into ESCAPE THROUGH BURNING PRAIRIES. 61 it, Col. Fremont at the head, his officers following, while the rest of the party were driving up the baggage ani- mals. The distance we rode through the fire, could not have been more than one hundred feet, the grass which quickly ignites, as quickly consumes, leaving only black ashes in the rear. We passed through the fiery ordeal unscathed ; made that day over fifteen miles, and camped for the night on the dry bed of a creek, beyond the reach of the devour- ing element. 62 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. CHAPTER IX. Walnut Creek — Necessity of strict discipline— Neglect of duty— Horses stolen— Chey- enne Indians — Thieves overtaken — Watchfulness of Col. Fremont — Immense herd3 of Buffalo— Buffalo hunt on a large scale— Buffalo chips — Prairie dogs, Owls, &c. — Indians in camp — Raw Antelope liver. The cold was intense during our last encampment at Walnut Creek. About an hour after the midnight watch had been relieved, and while the last watch were warming their benumbed limbs before a large fire, one of the men on horse guard left his duty, and came into camp to warm himself — Col. Fremont, who was always on the " qui vive," suddenly appeared at the camp-fire. This was not unusual, that he should personally inspect the guard, but he took such times, when he was least expected — in order to see if the men did their duty properly. The Colonel accosted the officer of the watch, and enquired if Mr. had been relieved ? He replied that he had not, but gave as an excuse, the coldness of the weather. Col. Fremont lectured the officer, and had another man immediately sent out to take his place. He was highly displeased, and as a punishment, told Mr. ■ that he expected he " would walk," during the next day's travel. I had been relieved a short time before, and I knew how cold I was, and that it was necessary to move about continually, to keep up the NECESSITY FOR STRICT DISCIPLINE. 63 circulation of the blood ; under the circumstances, I thought the punishment disproportionate to the offence. I was a novice in camp life among Indians, and was not aware of the stern necessity required for a strict guardianship of the animals ; but the sequel proved, that the " slight dereliction " from duty, as I thought it, involved the most serious consequences. At day-light, when the animals were driven in to be loaded and packed for the day's journey, five of them were missing. The camp was, in consequence, delayed, while the animals were sought ; half the day was lost in an ineffectual search. Our Delawares reported having discovered moccasin prints on the snow, and at once decided they were made by Cheyenne Indians, from their peculiar form. The next day we followed a track made by " shod horses," which convinced us we were on the right scent. The Indians do not shoe their horses. On the " divide," near the Arkansas Eiver, we saw one of our mules grazing, but so worn out by the hard drive, that he was unable to continue, and the Indians left him on the prairie. It took us several days to reach the village, which was situated on the part of the Arkansas River known as Big Timber, near Mr. Bent's house. At this village we found the rest of the animals, and some of the thieves. On examining them, they con- fessed that they had watched our camp during the night, for an opportunity to run off our animals, but found them guarded, until one man left his watch, and went to warm himself at the camp fire, during which time they stole five of them, and if they had had an hour longer time, they would have stolen a great many 64 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. more. They went so far as to point out the very man who went to the fire. Mr. submitted to the walk with as good a grace as possible. "We had a long journey that day, but he manfully accomplished it ; and I heard him say, after- wards, that he richly deserved it. Imagine twenty odd men, 600 miles from the fron- tiers, at the commencement of a severe winter, deprived of their animals, on an open prairie, surrounded by Camanches, Pawnees and other tribes of hostile Indians. I am fully convinced that but for the "watchfulness" of Col. Fremont, we should have been placed in this awkward predicament. IMMENSE HERDS OF BUFFALO. On the divide, between Walnut Creek and the Ar- kansas River, Ave travelled through immense herds of buffalo ; at one time there could not have been fewer than two hundred thousand in sight. All around us, as far as the eye could reach, the prairie was completely black with them ; they at times impeded our progress. We stopped for more than an hour to allow a single herd to gallop, at full speed, across our path, while the whole party amused them- selves with singling out particular ones, and killing them. I essayed, at different times, to daguerreotype them while in motion, but was not successful, although I made several pictures of distant herds. On this " divide " I saw numbers of prairie dogs, they ran to their holes on our approach ; a small sized owl, most generally stood as sentinel near the hole. BUFFALO CHIPS. 65 Our Delawares told me that the prairie dog, the owl, and the rattlesnake always congregate together — a strange trio. The prairie after you pass Pawnee Fork, and also on the divide between Walnut Creek and the Arkansas River, is covered with a short grass, called buffalo grass. Firewood or timber, only grows on the creek, and the artemisia entirely disappears. We camped one night on the open prairie, without wood, near Pawnee Fork, a tributary of the Kansas. The thermometer was below freezing point, and there was no vestige of wood or timber to be seen. I was busily engaged making my daguerreotype views of the country, over which I had to travel the next day. On looking through my camera I observed two of our men approaching over a slope, holding between them a blanket filled with something ; curious to know what it was, I hailed them, and found they had been gathering " dried buffalo chips," to build a fire with. This mate- rial burns like peat, and makes a very hot fire, without much smoke, and keeps the heat a long time ; a pecu- liar smell exhales from it while burning, not at all unpleasant. But for this material, it would be impossi- ble to travel over certain parts of this immense country. It served us very often, not only for cooking purposes but also to warm our half frozen limbs. I have seen chips of a large size — one I had the curiosity to mea- sure, was two feet in diameter. Our first camp on the Arkansas Was visited by a num- ber of Indian hunters, with the product of their skill, in the use of their bows and arrows, hanging across their horses. One of them borrowed my jack-knife, and cut- ting a piece of the raw antelope liver, deliberately ate 66 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. it. I remember the peculiar feeling this exhibition excited in my bosom. I considered the Indian little better than a cannibal, and taking back my knife, turned from him in disgust. I got bravely over it, however, in the course of my journey, as a perusal of these pages will show. THE AUTHOR A MAGICIAN. 67 CHAPTER X. Cheyenne Indian Tillage — " Big Timber" — Daguerreotypes — Indian Papoose — Author is Suddenly Changed into a Magician — Silver and Brass Bracelets — Portrait of Indian Princess—" Presto, pass /" — Moccasins — Cheyennes and Pawnees at War— Grand Scalp-dance — Col. Fremont a Spectator — Dinner with the Chief — Rosewood Carved Furniture not in Use — Duties of Indian Women — Employment of the Men. The Cheyenne village, on Big Timber, consists of about two hundred and fifty lodges, containing, probably, one thousand persons, including men, women and children. I went into the village to take daguerreotype views of their lodges, and succeeded in obtaining likenesses ^ of an Indian princess — a very aged woman, with a papoose, in a cradle or basket, and several of the chiefs. I had great difficulty in getting them to sit still, or even to submit to have themselves daguerreo- typed. I made a picture, first, of their lodges, which yY I showed them. I then made one of the old woman and papoose. When they saw it, they thought I was a " supernatural being ;" and, before I left camp, they were satisfied I was more than human. The squaws are very fond of ornaments ; their arms are encircled with bracelets made of thick brass wire — sometimes of silver beaten out as thin as pasteboard. The princess, or daughter of the Great Chief, was a beautiful Indian girl. She attired herself in her most costly robes, ornamented with elk teeth, beads, and colored porcupine quills — expressly to have her likeness taken. I made a beautiful picture of her. 68 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. The bracelets of the princess were of brass ; silver ones are considered invaluable, and but few possess them. After I had made the likeness of the princess, I made signs to her to let me have one of her brass bracelets. She very reluctantly gave me one. I wiped it very clean, and touched it with " quicksilver." It instantly became bright and glittering as polished silver. I then presented her with it. Her delight and astonishment knew no bounds. She slipped it over her arm, and danced about in ecstacy. As for me, she thought I was a great " Magician." My extraordinary powers of converting " brass into silver" soon became known in the village, and in an hour's time I was surrounded with squaws entreating me to make "presto, pass /" with their " armlets and brass finger-rings." Some offered me moccasins, others venison, as pay- ment ; but 1 had to refuse nearly all of them, as 1 had only a small quantity of quicksilver for my daguerreo- type operations. My " Inciter matches," also, excited their astonish- ment ; they had never seen them before ; and my fire water, "' alcohol," which I used, also, to heat my mer- cury — capped the climax. They wanted me to live with them, and I believe if I had remained, they would have worshipped me as possessing most extraordinary powers of necromancy. I returned to camp with a series of pictures, and about a dozen pairs of moccasins, some elaborately worked with beads ; all of which I stowed away in my boxes, and had the great gratification of supplying my companions with a pair, when they were most required, and when they least expected them. GKAND SCALP DANCE. 69 The Pawnees and Cheyennes were at deadly war, at this time. During our visit to the Cheyenne camp, a number of warriors returned from a successful battle with the Pawnees, and brought in some twelve or fifteen scalps as trophies of their prowess. On the night of their arrival, they had a grand scalp-dance ; all the men and most of the women were grotesquely attired in wolf, bear, and buffalo skins ; some of them with the horns of the buffalo, and antlers of the deer, for head ornaments. Their faces were painted black and red ; each of the chiefs, who had taken a scalp, held it aloft attached to a long pole. An immense fire was burning, around which they danced and walked in procession, while some of the women were beating drums, and making night hideous with their horrible bowlings and discordant chantings. This was so novel and extraordinary a scene, that I rode into our camp, about three miles off, and induced Col. Fremont to accompany me to witness it. Mr. Egloffstien, succeeded in writing down the notes of their song ; they have no idea of music ; they all sing on the same key. I did not notice a single second or bass voice amongst them. We returned to camp about 12 o'clock, and left them still participating in the celebration of their bloody victory. I accepted an invitation to dine with the chief; his lodge is larger, but in no other respects differ- ent from those of the others. We dined in it, on buffa- lo steaks and venison ; a fire was burning in the centre ; around the fire, were beds made of cedar branches, covered with buffalo robes, on which his two wives and three chil- dren slept. They use no furniture of any kind ; there are hiding places under their beds, in which they place their extra moccasins and superfluous deer-skin shirts. The women make the bows and arrows, and all their 70 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. moccasins, dress and prepare their skins and buffalo robes, take down and put up their lodges when they move their villages, which is three or four times a year, and all the servile and hard work of the canrp. The men hunt, fish, and go to war. The Cheyennes possess a large number of fine horses, some of which they raise, while the most of them are stolen and taken as prizes in their forays with other tribes of Indians. bent's trading post. 71 CHAPTER XL Bent's Trading Post — Purchase Fresh Animals — Buffalo Robes — Immense Lodge — Fre- mont's Lodge — Doctor Ober — His Scientific Knowledge— Attachment of the Author to him — His Preparation to return to the States — Arkansas River — Giant Cotton Woods — Islands in the Arkansas — Bent's Fort destroyed by Indians— Preparations to cross the Mountains— First View of the Rocky Mountains — Bid adieu to Doctor Ober. Bent's House is built of adobes, or unburnt brick, one story bigh, in form of a hollow square, with a court- yard in the centre. One side is appropriated as his sleeping apartments, the front as a store-house, while the others are occupied by the different persons in his employ. He has a large number of horses and mules. Col. Fremont procured from him fresh animals for all the men, leaving behind us those which were thought unable to go through. At this time Mr. Bent had but a small quantity of sugar and coffee ; he supplied us, however, with all he could spare, and a considerable quantity of dried buffalo meat, moccasins and over- shoes for all the men ; a large buffalo-skin lodge, capa- ble of covering twenty-five men, and one small one for Col. Fremont ; buffalo robes for each man besides stock- ings, gloves, tobacco, etc. I breakfasted with Mr. Bent and Doctor Ober, on baked bread, made from maize ground, dried but* 72 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. falo meat, venison steaks, and hot coffee ; a treat that I had not enjoyed for a very long time. Col. Fremont having entirely recovered his health, decided not to take the doctor over the mountains, but made arrangements with Mr. Bent to send him home by the first train of wagons ; one of our white men, a Mr. Mulligan, of St. Louis, also remained, as an assistant to the doctor. I had formed quite an attachment to Doctor Ober ; he was a gentleman of extensive informa- tion, and his intellectual capacity was of the highest order. I have ridden by his side for many a mile, listening to his explanations of the sciences of geology and botany. When we passed a remarkable formation, he would stop and compare it with others of similar character in different parts of the world. I regretted very much the necessity there was for his remaining behind, but it was well for him that he did so ; his age and make would have incapacitated him from enduring the privations and hardships which we had to en- counter. The weather continuing so cold I found it inconve- nient to use my oil colors and brushes ; accordingly I left my tin case with the doctor, who promised to take charge of them for me to the States. When the weather is very clear, you can see the snowy peaks of the Rocky Mountains from Bent's house, which is seventy miles distant. Our friend the doctor wanted to obtain a nearer view of them, and proposed that I should accompany him. We started on a clear morning, for that purpose. I took my apparatus along ; we rode thirty miles, but the weather becoming hazy, it entirely shut out our view of the mountains. We returned to camp late at night, after a tiresome day's ride. EXPEDITION JREFITTEL.. 73 The Arkansas River where we first struck it, which was at the crossing of the Santa Fe trail, is almost entirely hare of timber; the trunks of several giant Cottonwood trees, which had probably been landmarks for early tra- vellers to Mexico, still reared their enormous heads high into the Heavens, defying alike the storms of winter, and the axe and fire of the liungry pioneer, who in vain attempted to hew and burn them down. I measured one of them, its circumference was eighteen feet. We travelled up the river a great many miles, without see- ing any timber at all, and relying for firewood on the drift logs, we found along the banks. There are a great many islands in the Arkansas River, on which some few young cottonwoods are growing. We frequently encamped on these islands. At "Big Timber," there is a considerable quantity of oak, and cotton wood of large growth. Game of all kinds abounds in it. Bent's house is a trading post. Indians of the different tribes bring in their venison, buffalo meat, skins, and robes, which are exchanged for various descriptions of manufactured goods. Mr. Bent also receives the annual appropriation from Government, for the neighboring- tribes of Indians which are distributed at this point. Bent's Fort, which is situated about thirty miles further up the Arkansas, was recently destroyed by the Indians, and has not been rebuilt, from the scarcity of timber in its vicinity. All the material saved from the fort, was removed to Mr. Bent's house, on Big Timber. After a sojourn of a week, near Bent's trading house, the whole of which time was employed in refitting and preparing proper camp equipage for the journey over 4 74 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES UN THE FAR WEST. the mountains, we bade an affectionate adieu to our worthy doctor ; and started in high spirits, the lofty summit of Pike's Peak in the distance glittering in the mornino; sun. VALLEY OF THE UUEKFANO. 75 CHAPTER XII. Journey up the Arkansas — Bent's Fort — Huerfano River and Valley — Description of the Country— Huerfano Butte — Behind Camp — Daguerreotypes — Scientific Observations — Approach of Night — Trail Lost, and Encampment in the Woods — Buffalo Robe3 and Blankets — Col. Fremont sends to find us— Bear Hunt — Roubidoux Pass — Emotion of Col. Fremont when Looking upon the Scene of his Terrible Disaster on a Former Expe- dition — Found a Half Starved Mexican — Col. Fremont's Humanity — His Skill in Pistol Shooting. We travelled up the Arkansas, and passing the ruins, of Bent's Fort on the opposite side of the river, struck the mouth of the Huerfano ; we followed that river to the Huerfano Valley — which is by far the most romantic and beautiful country I ever beheld. Nature seems to have, with a bountiful hand, lavished on this delightful valley all the ingredients necessary for the habitation of man ; but in vain the eye seeks through the magnifi- cent vales, over the sloping hills, and undulating plains, for a single vestige to prove that even the foot of an Indian has ever preceded us. Herds of antelope and deer roam undisturbed through the primeval forests, and sustain themselves on the various cereals which grow luxuriantly in the valley. But where are the people ? Were there ever any inhabitants in this extraordina- rily fertile country ? Will the progress of civilization ever extend so far in the interior? At present, not even the smoke from an Indian wig- 76 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. warn taints the pure air which plays around, and imparts healthful vigor to my frame. (After crossing the Huerfano Kiver, we saw the immense pile of granite rock, which rises perpendicu- larly to the height of four or five hundred feet, from a perfectly level valley. It appeared like a mammoth sugar loaf, (called the Huerfano Butte).* Col. Fremont expressed a desire to have several views of it from different distances^ The main party proceeded on the journey, leaving under my charge the mules which carried our apparatus, and also the blankets and buffalo robes of the whole camp ; it being necessary in equalizing the weight, to distribute the different boxes on three or four animals. Mr. Egloffstein, Mr. Fuller, and two Delawares, re- mained, with me. To make a daguerreotype view, generally occupied from one to two hours, the principal part of that time, however, was spent in packing, and reloading the ani- mals. When we came up to the Butte, Mr. Fuller made barometrical observations at its base, and also ascended to the top to make observations, in order to ascertain its exact height. The calculations have not yet been worked out. If a railroad is ever built through this valley, I suggest that an equestrian statue of Col. J. C. Fremont, be placed on the summit of the Huerfano Butte ; his right hand pointing to California, the land he con- quered. When we had completed our work, we found that we were four hours behind camp, equal to twelve miles. * " The Orphan." INABILITY TO EEACH CAMP. 77 We followed the trail of our party, through the immense fields of artemisia, until night overtook us, trav- elling until we could no longer distinguish the trail. Our arms were discharged as a signal to the camp ; they answered it by firing off their rifles, but the wind being then high, w r e could not determine their exact dis- tance or position. Then, taking counsel together, we determined to encamp for the night, on the side of a mountain covered with pines, near by. We soon had a large fire burning, for the weather was intensely cold and disagreeable. Upon unloading our animals we found that we had with us all the bajrs-ao-e Do o and buffalo robes of the camp, but nothing to eat or drink ; the night was so dark that although not more than half a mile from a creek, we preferred to suffer from thirst rather than incur fresh danger which might lurk about it. I had with me three tin boxes, containing preserved eggs and milk, but I preferred to go supperless to bed, rather than touch the small supply which I had, unknown to the rest, carefully hid away in my boxes, to be used on some more pressing occasion. Our absence was most keenly felt by the camp, for they had to remain up, around their fires all night, not having any thing to sleep on. We also watched all night, fearful that our animals should stray away, or that we should be attacked by Indians. At day dawn we reloaded our animals, found our lost * trail, and soon met some of our party whom Colonel Fremont had sent to look for us. When we got to camp, they were all ready for a start, and waiting for us. A delicious breakfast of buffalo and 7 b TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. venison had been prepared, and we discussed its merits with an appetite sharpened by a twenty-four hours fast. At the very base of the Rocky Mountains, while we were approaching the Sand-hill Pass, fresh bear track were discovered by our Delawares, who determined to follow in search of the animal. Diverging a little from our line among the trees on the side of the moun- tain, our bruin was "first seen. "A bear hunt! a bear hunt!" was quickly re-echoed by the whole company. The baggage animals were left to themselves while Colonel "Fremont and the whole party darted off" at full speed to the chase. Two of our Delawares who first spied him, were half a mile in advance, for they gave the reins to their animals the instant they saw the bear. Llis bearship seeing strangers approaching at full speed, and being unused to their ways, thought it most prudent to make himself scarce ; he turned and slowly descended the hill in an opj)osite direction ; our loud huzzas finally alarmed him and off he went in full tilt, the whole party sur- rounding him ; the first shot from the Delaware brought him to his knees. Three shots killed him. He was an enormous black bear, and very fat ; 1 partook of but small quantities of it, it being too luscious and greasy for my palate. The meat was brought into camp and served several days for food for the whole party. The next day I accompanied Col. Fremont into the Roubidoux Pass, from the summit of which I had the first view into the San Louis Valley, the head waters of the " Rio Grande del Norte." On the opposite side forty miles across are the " San Juan Mountains," the scene /// col. fkemont's benevolence. 79 of Col. Fremont's terrible disaster on a former expedition. He pointed out to me the direction of the spot and with a voice tremulous with emotion, related some of the distressing incidents of that awful night. I made a daguerreotype of the pass with the San Louis Valley and mountains in the distance. While exploring in the pass we accidentally came upon a Mexican, almost naked, who had deserted or been left behind by some hunters. Col. Fremont, whose great heart beats in sympathy for the suffering of his fellow men, made him follow to camp, and although he knew that this man would be an incubus upon the party from his inability to walk, allowed him to accompany the expedition, and supplied him with a part of his own wardrobe. This man subsequently proved perfectly worthless. On our way down from the pass, Col. Fremont took out his revolver, and at a distance of about twenty paces killed a small, white, delicately formed animal, very like an ermine. This was an excellent shot with a sightless pistol. SO TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE EAR WEST. CHAPTER XIII. Sand-hill Pass— San Louis Valley— Natural Deer-park- Smoked Venison— Last sight of Game — Rio Grande del Norte — Sarawatch— Cochotope Pass — First Snow in Moun- tains— Gunnison's Wagon Trail— Summit of Pass— Waters commence to flow towards the Pacific — Encampment — Immense Rugged Mountain — Impracticability of ascent by Mules— The Author ascends on Foot— Col. Fremont accompanies him — Daguerreotype Panorama from its Summits— Col. Fremont's Consideration for his Men —Sublimity— First View of Grand River— Reflections— Return to Camp. "We entered the San Louis Valley through the Sand- hill Pass, and camped at the mouth. Travelling up the valley about twenty miles, we ascended one of the verdant and gentle slopes of the mountains, along which meandered a stream of living water, fringed on its banks with cottonwood and elms. We selected a camp-ground in an immense natural deer-park, and raised our tents under the shelter of wide-spreading cedars. Scarcely were we comfortably fixed, when a herd of black-tail deer came down the mountain to water within sight of our camp. Cautiously our Indian hunters sal- lied out, and ere many minutes, the sound of one, two, three — a dozen rifles were heard in quick succession. Every shot brought down a fine fat buck, and our sup- per that night, consisted of as fine roast venison as ever graced the table of an epicure. Col. Fremont determined to remain here for several days in order to Lave a quantity of the meat cured for our use in the mountains. I exercised mv skill in rifle CAPT. GUNNISON CUTS CROSSES ON TREES. 81 shooting for the last time at this camp. Game of all kinds which had hitherto been plentiful, disappeared almost entirely after we left it. We travelled up the San Louis Valley, crossing the Kio Grande del Norte, and entered the Sarawatch Valley through a perfectly level pass. Our journey continued along the valley until we came to the Cocho- tope, where we camped. That night it snowed on us for the first time. The snow obliterated the wagon tracks of Capt. Gunnisous expedition, but Col. Fremont's unerring judgment con- ducted us in the precise direction by a general ascent through trackless, though sparsely timbered forests, until we approached the summit, on which grew an immense numbers of trees, still in leaf, with only about four inches of snow on the ground. As we approached this dense forest, we soon perceived that the axe of the white man had forced a passage through for a wagon-road. Many of the larger trees on both sides of the track were deeply cut with a cross, as an emblem of civilization, which satisfied us that Capt. Gunnison and Lieut. Beale had penetrated through to the other side. In this forest, we were surrounded by immense granite mountains, whose summits were covered probably with everlasting snow. The streams from them whieh had previously been running towards us, now took the opposite direction, supplying us with the gratifying proof that we had completed our travel to the summit, and were now descending the mountains towards the Pacific. After issuing from these woods we camped on the edge of a rivulet. At this camp Col. Fremont exhibited such unmis- takable marks of consideration for me, that it induced 82 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. my unwavering perseverance in the exercise of my professional duties subsequently, when any other man would have hesitated, and probably given up, and shrunk dismayed from the encounter. Near by our camp, a rugged mountain, barren of trees, and thickly covered with snow, reared its lofty head high in the blue vault above us. The approach to it was inaccessible by even our surefooted mules. From its summit, the surrounding country could be seen for hundreds of miles. Col. Fremont regretted that such important views as might be made from that point, should be lost, and gave up the idea as impracticable from its dangerous character. I told him that if he would allow two men to assist me in carrying my appa- ratus up the mountain, I would attempt the ascent on foot, and make the pictures ; he pointed out the difficulties, I insisted. He then told me if I was determined to go he would accompany me ; this was an unusual thing for him and it proved to me, that he considered the ascent difficult and dangerous, and that his superior judgment might be required to pick the way, for a misstep would have precipitated us on to the rugged rocks at its base ; and it also proved that he would not allow his men or officers to encounter perils or dangers in which he did not participate. After three hours' hard toil we reached the summit and beheld a panorama of unspeakable sublimity spread out before us ; continuous chains of mountains reared their snowy peaks far away in the distance, while the Grand Eiver plunging along in awful sublimity through its rocky bed, was seen for the first time. Above us the cerulean heaven, without a single cloud to mar its beauty, was sublime in its calmness. REFLECTIONS 83 Standing as it were in this vestibule of God's holy Temple, I forgot I was of this mundane sphere ; the di- vine part of man elevated itself, undisturbed by the influences of the world. I looked from nature, up to nature's God, more chastened and purified than I ever felt before. f Plunged up to my middle in snow, I made a pano- rama of the continuous ranges of mountains around us. y Col. Fremont made barometrical and thermometrical observations, and occupied a part of his time in geological examinations. We descended safely, and with a keen appetite, discussed the merits of our dried buffalo and deer meat. 84 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. CHAPTEK XIV. Intense Cold — Author's First Journey on Foot — Immense Mountains of Snow — Escape of his Pony — Lose Sight of Companions — Arrival at top of the Mountain — Pony Recovered — Revolution of Feeling— Indian Gratitude Exemplified — Horse Steaks Fried in Tallow Candles— Blanc Mange— New Year's Day — Dangerous Ascent of a Mountain — Mules tumble Down — Animals Killed — Successful Attempt Next Day — Camp in four feet of Snow — Coldest Night — Sleep out in open Snow. Eating, sleeping, and travelling, continually in the open air, with the thermometer descending, as we gradually ascended the immense slopes of country between the frontiers of Missouri and the Rocky Mountains, until X have found myself in a temperature of 30° below zero, prepared my system for the intense cold, which we endured during our journey through that elevated country. Twice only did our party find it too cold to travel longer than half an hour, without stopping and making a large fire to keep ourselves from freezing. "We were all mounted at the time, but we found it neces- sary to walk a greater part of the way, to keep up a circulation of the blood. It is judiciously ordained by a kind Providence, that the cold as well as heat, gradually increases in intensity. If the human body at a temperate heat, say 80° was suddenly exposed to a temperature of 30° below zero, in which we travelled without any extra clothing, no ill effect resulting, we should not have been able to exist for an hour A SERIOUS DILEMMA. Let us then humbly acknowledge that to the great Omnipotent, we owe our being and all the benefits we receive. MY FIRST JOURNEY ON FOOT. It was a very cold day in December; the snow covered the immense mountain, over which we had to travel, and right merrily we all followed each others footsteps in the deep snow. When we arrived at the foot of the rugged mountain, it was found necessary to dismount, and lead our ani- mals along the intricate and tortuous path. As usual 1 was at the rear of the cavalcade ; I threw the bridle over my pony's head, and followed slowly behind him. 1 plunged frequently up to my neck in chasms of snow My efforts to extricate myself cost me some time, and when I regained my footing, I discovered my pony about fifty vards ahead, trying to regain the party 1 redoubled my exertions to reach mm-I halloed all to no purpose— I sank down exhausted on a rock, with the dreadful reality that I was alone, and on foot on the mountains of eternal snow, with a long day s - iourney before me. Gathering fresh strength and courage from the seri- ous position I found myself in, I scrambled up that mountain with a heart palpitating so loudly, that 1 could count its pulsations. In this manner, alternately resting I reached the top. On looking on the other side the only indication of 'the party, was their deep trail in the frozen snow. I commenced descending, and at considerable distance below me, I fancied I saw a moving object under a tree ; continuing in the track, slipping at times a distance of 86 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. ten or fifteen feet, until some disguised rock brought me up, I reached the bottom, where I found my pony tied to a tree, immediately on the trail. "No shipwrecked mariner on beholding the approach of a friendly vessel to deliver him from certain death, ever felt greater joy than I did, when I realized that it was my horse which I saw. This incident was most injurious to me, and I felt its effects for several days, both in body and mind. I mounted my pony, and arrived in camp at dark, some four or five hours after the rest of the party. Captain Wolff saw my pony riderless, and suspecting that he had escaped from me, caught and tied him up in the place where he was sure to be found ; thus repaying me a hundred fold for my medical advice and attendance on Salt creek. ****** HORSE STEAKS FRIED IN TALLOW CANDLES, AND BLANO MANGE FOR DESSERT. At Bent's Fort, Col. Fremont had several pounds of candles made out of buffalo tallow ; the want of convenient boxes to convey them, resulted in many of them being broken to pieces, so as to render them use- less as candles. On the first of January, 1854, our men were regaled by unexpected, though not unwelcome luxuries. I had reserved with religious care, two boxes contain- ing one pound each, of Alden's preserved eggs and milk. — (The yolks of the eggs were beaten to a thick paste with a pound of loaf sugar, the milk was also pre- pared with powdered sugar, and hermetically sealed in HORSE STEAKS AND BLANC MANGE. 87 tin cases.) — These two tins I had stowed away in my boxes, being the remains of the six dozen which had been wantonly destroyed at our six weeks camp on Salt Creek. Nobody knew I had them. A paper of arrow root, which my wife had placed in my trunk, for diet, in case I was sick, I had also reserved. These three comestibles, boiled in six gallons of water, made as tine a blanc mange as ever was manged on Mount Blanc. This " dessert" I prepared without the knowledge of Col. Fremont. Our dinner, in honor of "New Year's Day," consisted, besides our usual " horse soup," of a delicious dish of horse steaks, fried in the remnants of our " tallow candles." But the satisfaction and astonishment of the whole party cannot be portrayed, when I introduced, as dessert, my incomparable blanc mange. " Six gal- lons of bona fide" nourishing food, sweetened and flavored ! It is hardly necessary to say. that it disap- peared in double quick time. The whole camp had a share of it ; and we were all sorry that there was " no more left of the same sort." ***** Several days after we came down from the Cocho- tope Pass, it became necessary to ascend a very high and excessively steep mountain of snow. When we were half way up, one of the foremost baggage mules lost his balance, from his hind feet sinking deep in the snow. Down he tumbled, heels-over-head, carrying with him nearly the whole cavalcade, fifty odd in num- ber, several hundred feet to the bottom. It was a serious, yet a most ludicrous spectacle, to witness fifty animals rolling headlong down a snow 88 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. mountain, gaining fresh impetus as they descended, unable to stop themselves. The bales of buffalo robes, half buried in the snow, lodged against an old pine tree, the blankets scattered everywhere ; my boxes of da- guerreotype materials uninjured, although buried in the snow. Considerable time was occupied in searching after them. I found myself standing up to my eyes in snow, high up the mountain, witnessing this curiously interesting, although disastrous accident; for, when we collected ourselves and animals together, we found that one mule and one horse were killed. This scene made a deep impression upon me. Night came upon us before we were ready to leave the spot. We camped on the same place of the night before. A snow storm commenced raging, which detained us in this situation for another day ; when, determined to cross the mountain, we all recommenced the ascent, and successfully arrived, though much exhausted, without further accident, at the top, and encamped on its sum- mit in snow four feet deep. That night the thermometer sank very low, and the men stood to their waists in snow, guarding the animals to prevent their running away in search of grass, or something to eat. We descended the mountain the next day. Our tent poles, belonging to the large lodge, were broken by their contact with the trees in the winding path. The lodge, afterwards, became useless, and the men, myself among them, had to sleep out upon the open snow, with no covering but our blankets, etc. DELAWARES KILL A WILD HOUSE. 89 CHAPTER XV. Descent of Snow Mountains — Gun for a Walking-stick — Indian Tracks — Examination of Arms— Predicament of the Author — Lecture from Col. Fremont — Wild Horse Killed by Indians — Utah Indian Village — Encampment — Trade for Venison — Camp at Night x Surrounded by armed Indians — They Demand Payment for the Horse Killed by the Indians — Col. Fremont's Justice — Indians want Gunpowder — Their Demand Refused — Massacre of the Party Threatened — Defiance — Pacification — Author Trades for a Horse — He Leaves his Colt's Revolver in Camp — Runaway Horse — Author Finds himself in a Sage Bush — Pistol Recovered — Trouble in Perspective — Exchanges Horses — Lame Horse— Author on Foot — Regrets that he was not Educated for a Horse- Breaker. After descending a very steep mountain, on the snows of which we passed the coldest night I experienced during the journey, the thermometer, at daylight, being 30 degrees below zero, we camped on a creek fringed with willows and interspersed with cotton-wood. The country indicating that there might be game about, our Delawares sallied out in quest of some. We at this time were on rations of meat-biscuit,* and had killed our first horse for food. Towards night, our hunters returned, and brought with them the choice parts of a fine fat, young horse that they had killed, lie was one of three or four wild ones which they dis- covered grazing some four miles from camp. Our men, in consequence, received a considerable addition to their stock of provisions, which, when cooked, * A preparation made bj saturating flour with the juices of boiled beef, and then baked into biscuit. 90 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. proved much more palatable than our broken down horses. The Delawares also discovered recent footprints of Utah Indians. This information caused Col. Fremont to double the guard and examine the arms of the whole party, who hitherto had been warned by him of the necessity there was for keeping them in perfect order. Suddenly it occurred to me that my double-barrel gun might be out of order: I had used it as a walking- stick, in descending the mountain that day ; the snow was so deep that I was obliged to resort to that course to extricate myself from the drifts. I quietly went to the place where I had laid it down, and attempted to fire it off; both caps exploded, but the gun did not go off, the barrels being filled with frozen snow. The quick ear of Col. Fremont heard the caps explode. He approached me very solemnly and gave me a lecture, setting forth the consequences which might have ensued from a sudden attack of the Indians on our camp. " Under present circumstances, Mr. Carvalho," said he, " I should have to fight for you." His rebuke was merited, and had its effect throughout the camp, for all the men were most particular afterwards in keep- ing their arms in perfect order. "We travelled that day nearly twenty mile's, and en- camped outside of a Utah Indian village, containing a large number of lodges and probably several hundred persons. The men were mostly armed with rifles, powder- horns, and also with their Indian implements of war- fare. On our mules was packed the balance of our " fat horse " of the night before. These Indians received us very kindly, and during the col. fbemont's justice. 91 evening we exposed our wares, viz. : blankets, knives, red cloth, vermilion, etc., etc., which we brought along to conciliate the Indians, and also to trade with them for horses and venison. "We made several purchases, and traded for several small lots of fat \;enison. About nine o'clock, after placing double guard around our animals and while we were regaling on fat deer meat in Col. Fremont's lodge, we heard loud noises approaching the camp ; voices of women were heard in bitter bewailment. I thought it was a religious cere- mony of Indian burial, or something of the kind. Col. Fremont requested me to see from what it proceeded. I found the whole Indian camp in procession assembled around our lodge. The warriors were all armed, headed by a half-breed, who had been some time in Mexico, and had acquired a smattering of the Spanish language ; this man acted as interpreter. Understanding the Spanish language, I gleaned from him that the horse our Delawares had killed the evening before, some twenty miles away, belonged to one of the squaws then present, who valued it very highly, and demanded pay- meut. On informing Col. Fremont, who denied himself to the Indians, he remarked that " we had no right to kill their horse without remunerating them for it." The man in charge of the baggage was deputed to give them what was a fair compensation for it. The Indians having seen our assortment, wanted a part of everything we had, including a keg of gun- powder. To this demand Col. Fremont gave an absolute refu- sal, and/ at the same time emphatically expressed his 92 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAE WEST. desire that the men should not sell, barter, or give away a single grain of gunpowder, on pain of his severest displeasure. The Indians then threatened to attack us. Col. Fre- mont defied them."* After considerable parleying, we succeeded in pacifying them. As it was the intention of Col. Fremont to leave camp at an early hour, I unpacked my daguerreotype appara- tus, at daylight, and made several views. While engaged in this way, one of the Utah Indians brought into camp a beautiful three-year-old colt, and offered to trade him with me ; he was a model pony — dark bay color, in splendid order, sound in wind and limb, and full of life and fire. My poor buffalo Pungo had, three days before, been shot down for food, and in consequence I was literally on foot, although I was using one of the baggage animals for the time. With permission of Col. Fremont I traded for him ; I gave him in exchange one pair of blankets, an old dress coat, a spoiled daguerreotype plate, a knife, halt an ounce of vermilion and an old exhausted pony, which we would have been obliged to leave behind ; previous to the trade, I had never mounted him, but I saw the Indian ride him, and his movements were easy and graceful. The Indian saddled him for me, as I was otherwise engaged, and did not notice him during the operation. By this time the rest of the party were all mounted, and I never jumped on him until the last mo- ment ; he winced a little under the bit, the first one he ever had in his mouth, but cantered off at a round pace, I would not at that moment have taken $500 for him. I considered myself safely mounted for the rest of the journey. THE AUTIIOK IN A SAGE BUSH. 93 After we had proceded about two miles, my pony prancing and caracoling to the admiration of the whole party, I discovered that I had left my Colt's navy revolver in camp. I told Col. Fremont of my carelessness, and he smilingly sent one of the men back with me to look for it. I must confess I had not the slightest hopes of finding it, nor had he. At the time we started, there must have been two hundred Utah men, women, and children at our camp, and if one of them had picked it up, it was most unlikely I should ever receive it again. They had shown some hostility, and although I was not afraid to go back, I thought some danger attended it — Frank Dixon ac- companied me. My pony finding his head turned homeward, com- menced champing at his bit, and working his head and body, endeavoring to get away. I prided myself on being a good horseman, but this fellow was too much for me. lie got the bit between his teeth and off he started at a killing pace for camp. In less than five minutes I found myself in a wild sage bush on the road ; the sad- dle had slipped round his body, which was as smooth as a cylinder, while I, losing my balance, slipped off. My pony was quietly grazing in the Indian camp, when I, riding double with Frank, arrived there. The most important thing, was my pistol ; I proceeded immediately to the spot, and, hidden in the long grass, where I laid it down, I found it. With the assistance of the Utahs, my pony w r as cap- tured, and doubling the saddle-blanket, I attempted to draw the girth tightly — he resisted, and gave considera- ble trouble; but I was finally mounted, and away we 94 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURKS IN THE FAR WEST. cantered after our party, which we overtook after a couple of hours' ride. This animal continued to trouble me every morning afterwards. On one occasion, I was saddling him, to perform which operation, I had to tie him to a tree, if one was at hand ; at the time I now describe, he was tied to a tree, and in vain I endeavored to place the saddle on him, finally, he reared, and planted both feet on my breast, and I barely escaped with my life, yet my pride never suffered me to complain about it. Some- times one of my comrades would assist me, but on this occasion, Col. Fremont saw my predicament ; in a few minutes, his servant, " Lee," came to me, and said, " he was more accustomed to break horses than I was," and offered to exchange with me, until mine was more manageable. This man rode a cream colored pacer, which Col. Fre- mont wanted to take through to California, if possible, as a riding horse for his daughter. I need not say how gladly I accepted this offer. I rode out of camp that morning much lighter in spirits, although suffering somewhat from the bruises I received. The horse I exchanged for, was a pacer, he had no other gait ; and unaccustomed to it, I did not notice, until one of the Delawares pointed out to me, that there was any defect in him. Captain Wolff was riding by my side during the day, and expressed in his Indian manner, how surprised he was that I had exchanged my fresh pony for a lame pacer, " one day more, that horse no travel, Carvalho go foot again!" His prognostications proved, alas, too true, for on. the second day, he was so lame that I could not ride him, IHE AUTHOR REGRETS. 95 and I remained on foot, while my beautiful pony was gallantly bearing the cook. 3 The horse, he said, was not lame when he gave him to me, and I could not prove that he was, so I was con- strained to submit, but I never saw this man galloping past me, while 1 was on foot, that I did not regret I was not brought up as an " ostler and professional horse- breaker." 96 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. CHAPTER XVI. Grand River — Descent of Mounted Indians into Camp — Military Reception — Their de- mands — Trouble Expected — Excitement of the Author — Exhibition of Colt's Revolvers — Col. Fremont's Knowledge of Indian Character — The Great Captain in his Lodge — Alarm of the Indians — Quadruple Guard — Departure of Indians — Vigilance the price of Safety — Crossing of the Grand River— Horse Killed for Food — Review of Our Position — Impressive Scene — Cold Night— Mr. Fuller — Whites without Food — Beaver Shot — The Camp under Arms — False Alarm. When we left the Utah village, we travelled a long day's journey, aud camped on the Grand River, thirty miles from the last camp ; my pony behaved admirably well on the road, and I would not have parted with him on any account. While at supper, the guard on the look-out gave the alarm that mounted Indians were approaching, the word was given to arm and prepare to receive them. About fifty or sixty mounted Utah Indians, all armed with rifles, and bows and arrows, displaying their powder horns and cartouch boxes most conspicuously, their horses full of mettle, and gaily caparisoned, came gal- loping and tearing into camp. They had also come to be compensated for the horse we had paid for the night before ; they insisted that the horse did not belong to the woman, but to one of the men then present, and threatened, if we did not pay . them a great deal of red cloth, blankets, vermilion, knives, and gunpowder, they would fall upon us and massacre the whole party. THE " SIX SHOOTERS." 97 Ou these occasions, Col. Fremont never showed him- self, which caused the Indians to have considerable more respect for the " Great Captain," as they usually called him ; nor did he ever communicate directly with them, which gave him time to deliberate, and lent a mysterious importance to his messages. Very much alarmed, I entered Col. Fremont's lodge, and told him their errand and their threats. He at once expressed his determination not to submit to such imposition, and at the same time, laughed at their threats ; I could not comprehend his calmness. I deemed our position most alarming, surrounded as we were by armed savages, and I evidently betrayed my alarm in my countenance. Col. Fremont without apparently noticing my nervous state, remarked that he knew the Indian character per- fectly, and he did not hesitate to state, that there was not sufficient powder to load a single rifle in the pos- session of the whole tribe of Utahs. "If," continued he, " they had any ammunition, they would have surrounded and massacred us, and stolen what they now demand, and are parleying for." I at once saw that it was a most sensible deduction, and gathered fresh courage. The general aspect of the enemy was at once changed, and I listened to his direc- tions with a different frame of mind than when I first entered. He tore a leaf from his journal, and handing it to me, said : here take this, and place it against a tree, and at a distance near enough to hit it every time, discharge your Colt's Navy six shooters, fire at intervals of from ten to fifteen seconds — and call the attention of the Indians to the fact, that it is not necessary for white men to load their arms. 5 98 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. I did so ; after the first shot, they pointed to their own rifles, as much as to say they could do the same, (if they had happened to have the powder), I, without lowering my arm, fired a second shot, this startled them. I discharged it a third time — their curiosity and amaze- ment were increased : the fourth time, I placed the pistol in the hands of the chief and told him to discharge it, which he did, hitting the paper and making another impression of the bullet. The fifth and sixth times two other Indians discharged it, and the whole six barrels being now fired it was time to replace it in my belt. I had another one already loaded, which I dexterously substituted, and scared them into an acknowledgment that they were all at our mercy, and we could kill them as fast as we liked, if we were so disposed. After this exhibition, they forgot their first demand, and proposed to exchange some of their horses for blan- kets, etc. We effected a trade for three or four apparently sound, strong animals ; " Moses," one of the Delaware chiefs, also traded for one, but in a few days they all proved lame and utterly useless as roadsters, and we had to kill them for food. The Indians with the consent of Col. Fremont, remained in camp all night; they had ridden thirty miles that day, and were tired. On this occasion, eleven men, fully armed, were on guard at one time. The Indians who no doubt waited in camp to run our horses off during the night, were much disap- pointed in not having an opportunity. They quietly departed the next morning, while our whole camp listen- col. fkemont's intrepidity. 99 ed to the energetic exclamation of Col. Fremont, that the "price of safety is eternal vigilance." The crossing of the Grand Biver, the eastern fork of the Colorado, was attended with much difficulty and more danger. The weather was excessively cold, the ice on the margin of either side of the river was over eighteen inches thick ; the force of the stream always kept the passage in the centre open ; the distance be- tween the ice, was at our crossing, about two hundred yards. I supposed the current in the river to run at the rate of six miles an hour. The animals could scarcely keep their footing on the ice, although the men had been engaged for half an hour in strewing it with sand. The river was about six feet deep, making it necessary to to swim our animals across ; the greatest difficulty was in persuading them to make the abrupt leap from the ice to the roaring gulph, and there was much danger from drowning in attempting to get on the sharp ice on the other side, the water being beyond the depth of the animals', nothing but their heads were above water, con- sequently the greater portion of their riders' bodies were also immersed in the freezing current. To arrive at a given point, affording the most facilities for getting upon the ice, it was necessary to swim your horse in a different direction to allow for the powerful current. I think I must have been in the water, at least a quarter of an hour. The awful plunge from the ice into the water, I never shall have the ambition to try again ; the weight of my body on the horse, naturally made him go under head and all ; I held on as fast as a cabin boy to a main-stay in a gale of wind. If I had lost my balance it is most probable I should have been \vned. I was nearly drowned as it was, and my 100 TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES IN THE FAR WEST. clothes froze stiff upon me when I came out of it. Some of the Delawares crossed first and built a large fire on the other side, at which we all dried our clothes standing in. them. It is most singular, that with all the exposure that I was subjected to on this journey, I never took the slightest cold, either in my head or on my chest ; I do not recollect ever sneezing. While at home, I ever was most susceptible to cold. The whole party crossed without any accident ; Col. Fremont was the first of our party to leap his horse into the angry flood, inspiring his men, by his fearless exam- ple to follow. " Julius Caesar crossed the Rubicon with an immense army ; streams of blood followed in his path through the countries he subdued, to his arrival at the Eternal City, where he was declared dictator and consul." On a former expedition, Col. Fremont crossed the Grand River with a handful of men ; but no desolation followed in his path. With the flag of his country in one hand and the genius of Liberty resting on his brow, he penetrated through an enemy's country, converting all hearts as he journeyed, conquering a country of great- er extent than Cassar's whole empire, until he arrived at San Francisco, where die became military commandant and governor in chief of California, by the simple will of the people. Fremont's name and deeds, will become as imperishable as Caesar's. At last we are drawn to the necessity of killing our brave horses for food. The sacrifice of my own pony that had carried me so bravely in my first buffalo hunt, was made; he had been running loose for a week unable to bear even a bundle of blankets. It was a solemn A SOLEMN SCENE. 101 event with me, an