I went at once to the other camp to notify Jim Bridger and his crowd that they might be on their guard. Bridger said he had been expecting it, as he had seen fresh Indian sign out on the ridges some days before, but thought it was getting so late now that they would not give us any more trouble this winter, but that we would have to get out early the next spring.
We stayed here and trapped all winter, with splendid success. Jim Bridger took twelve beaver from his string of traps every twenty- four hours for seven successive days, being the greatest catch I ever knew from one string of traps.
About the last of March we commenced making preparations to leave the mountains, for fear the Indians might come and clean us out.
The day before we were to start there came a heavy fall of snow, and we were not able to move until the first of April, when we made another start for Santa Fe, going via Sweetwater, and we had enough furs to load our entire train.
The second day after leaving camp we were attacked, about noon, by twenty Indians of the Blackfoot tribe, who entertained us for about an hour.
We huddled our horses and used them for breast-works, and killed seven Indians without one of our men being wounded, but we lost two horses.
It might be well to describe the manner in which trappers traveled those days while passing through a country where there were hostile Indians.
Each man would take the number of horses he was to lead and string them out and fasten them together
