Forty Years Among the Indians: A true yet thrilling narrative of the author's experiences among the nativesJones, Daniel W. (Daniel Webster)
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Forty Years Among the Indians: A true yet thrilling narrative of the author's experiences among the natives
Jones, Daniel W. (Daniel Webster)
Frontier and pioneer life -- West (U.S.); Indians of North America; Latter Day Saint pioneers -- Biography
Having seen the sufferings of Brother Willie's company, we more fully
realized the danger the others were in. The Elders who had just
returned from England having many dear friends with these companies,
suffered great anxiety, some of them feeling more or less the
responsibility resting upon them for allowing these people to start so
late in the season across the plains. At first we were at a loss what
to do for we did not expect to have to go further than Devil's Gate. We
decided to make camp and send on an express to find where the people
were and not to return until they were found.
Joseph A. Young, Abe Garr and I were selected. (Some histories give
other names, but I was there myself and am not mistaken). With picked
saddle horses and a pack mule we started out.
The first night we camped, our horses followed a band of buffaloes
several miles; it was near noon the next day when we returned with
them. We determined to get even with them so rode at full gallop
wherever the the road would permit. After riding about twelve miles
we saw a white man's shoe track in the road. Bro. Young called out,
"Here they are." We put our animals to their utmost speed and soon came
in sight of the camp at Red Bluff. This was Brother Edward Martin's
hand-cart company and Ben Horgett's wagon company. There was still
another wagon company down near the Platte crossing.
This company was in almost as bad a condition as the first one. They
had nearly given up hope. Their provisions were about exhausted and
many of them worn out and sick. When we rode in, there was a general
rush to shake hands. I took no part in the ceremony. Many declared we
were angels from heaven. I told them I thought we were better than
angels for this occasion, as we were good strong men come to help
them into the valley, and that our company, and wagons loaded with
provisions, were not far away. I thought this the best consolation
under the circumstances. Brother Young told the people to gather "up"
and move on at once as the only salvation was to travel a little every
day. This was right and no doubt saved many lives for we, among so
many, (some twelve hundred) could do but little, and there was danger
of starvation before help could arrive unless the people made some
head-way toward the valley.
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