A History of Oregon, 1792-1849: Drawn From Personal Observation and Authentic InformationGray, W. H. (William Henry)
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A History of Oregon, 1792-1849: Drawn From Personal Observation and Authentic Information
Gray, W. H. (William Henry)
Frontier and pioneer life -- Oregon; Oregon Territory -- History
Fort Hall, in 1836, was a stockade, made of cotton-wood logs, about
twelve feet long, set some two feet in the ground, with a piece of
timber pinned near the top, running entirely around the stockade, which
was about sixty feet square. The stores and quarters for the men were
built inside with poles, brush, grass, and dirt for covering, stamped
down so as to partially shed rain, and permit the guards to be upon the
tops of the quarters and see over the top of the stockade. It is
situated on an extensive level plain or flat, with spurs of the Rocky
Mountains on the east, at the distance of thirty miles, high ranges of
barren sage hills on the south, some eight miles distant. As you leave
the flat level bottom formed by the Snake and Portneuf rivers, all along
its banks it is skirted with a fine growth of cotton-wood, relieving the
landscape and forming a beautiful contrast to the high barren plains
beyond. To the west is the valley of the Snake River, from thirty to
sixty miles wide, a high, sandy, and barren sage plain. This valley is
bounded on the south by a low range of hills, running from northwest to
southeast. On the north side of Fort Hall is an extensive high plain;
this plain is, from Fort Hall, across it, full forty miles. The only
objects that meet the eye on this extensive plain are three high
basaltic buttes or mountains thrown up near its center. At the foot of
the one a little to the south and west of the two rounder and equally
prominent ones, is a fine spring of water. In 1837, the writer, in his
explorations of the country, was anxious to learn more than was then
known of the character of this great basin in the mountains, having the
year previous entered it by way of Soda Springs and Portneuf. This time
he came into it from the north by Codie's Defile, and concluded he would
take a straight course and pass between the two northeastern buttes, and
reach Snake River near Fort Hall. His Indian guide objected; still, as
we had good horses, and were traveling light, we took the precaution to
water our animals before entering this plain. We were twenty-six hours
on horseback, having stopped but six hours to rest; we tied our horses
to the sage brush, to prevent them from leaving us to hunt for water.
Not a drop did we find on our route till we reached Snake River,
thirty-two hours from the time we left running water on the north and
west sides of this plain. In our course we found nothing but barren,
basaltic rock, sand, and sage. It is possible, had we turned to the
right or left, we might have found water, but I saw nothing that gave
indications that water was near; on the contrary, I noticed that the
fine stream at which we watered our animals sank into the rocks, leaving
no marks of a channel to any great distance. In fact, my impression was,
after twelve hours' ride, that it was useless to spend our time and
strength to hunt for water, and kept our course. Jaded and fatigued as
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