ahead of us—running, killing and driving the game out of our reach. It was cheap sport to them, but dear to us; and we were led to conclude, that, if ever again an English or Scottish nobleman sees fit to look for pleasure in the Rocky Montains, while an emigrating party is passing over them, it will be prudent to place him in the rear, instead of the van.
On the 20th, we encamped on Sweet Water, one of the tributaries of the North Fork, near the Independence Rock; which is a huge isolated mass of coarse granite, about three-fourths of a mile in circumference, one hundred feet high, rather oblong, and rounded on the top. On the South side, next to the stream, which runs within ten yards of its base, it is almost covered with the names of different persons, who have traveled through this country. It was called Independence Rock, by R. Wm. Sublet, an old Indian trader; who, several years ago, celebrated here, the 4th of July.—These masses of detached and barren rocks, extend many miles up Sweet Water, principally on the North side. At the Sweet Water Canion, about four miles above the Independence Rock, the river runs half a mile through a narrow chasm, between rugged and almost perendicular walls of rock, which rise on either side to the height of about three hundred feet, —(and this constitutes what is known through the Rocky Mountains, Oregon and California, as a Canion.) Being informed by those who were acquainted with the country, that we should soon leave the Buffalo region, all the different companies of the Emigration remained several days on this part of Sweet Water, to procure provisions for the remainder of the journey. Owing to the scarcity of game, we were compelled to travel a day, and sometimes further, from the road, to find it. We made up a party here from our company, to go to the Mountains on the South, which were distant about fifteen miles from the River. Having crossed over the plain, and seeing but few Buffalo, and those we saw being very wild, and some of the bands being already persued by other hunters; we continued along the Mountain to farther extremity of the valley, and finding nothing here, we held a council, to decide what course it was best to pursue.—Differing in opinion, the larger number turned back to follow the base of the Mountain on the North side, while a small party continued on, intending to cross over it. We found it very steep, rugged, and difficult of ascent; and night overtaking us near the summit, we were compelled to encamp. The Mountain was covered in places with pine, and there were many small streams running down its sides, upon which there was an abundance of
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