Frontier and pioneer life -- Oregon; Frontier and pioneer life -- Washington (State)
I am not a military man, but I was not impressed with the idea that
Laramie, surrounded as it is by an amphitheatre of commanding hills, was
a fit site for a fort. As against an enemy with modern artillery, I
thought it to be hopelessly defenceless. As against Indians it possibly
might do. But then, I knew nothing of Plevna, similarly situated, and so
heroically defended by the Turks against a superior and well-equipped
Russian army.
Leaving Fort Laramie, we now entered the Black Hills country. After a
two-days' journey in the hills, finding grass, water and wood in great
abundance, we concluded to rest for two days for laundry and
recuperative purposes. Our horses began to show the effects of the
journey, and the want of their accustomed food. No animal has the power
of endurance of man, unless it may be the wolf, "whose long gallop,"
says the poet, "can tire the hounds' deep hate and hunter's fire."
On the first day of our rest I accompanied the hunters into the hills
for game. About three miles from camp, on a wooded side-hill, they came
across a band of fifteen or more of elk and succeeded in killing three
of them. I was not in at the killing, but caught a distant view of the
noble antlered monarchs of the forest, as they sped away to deeper and
safer retreats in the depths of the woods. As we did not kill for the
love of slaughter, but for food, we declared the day's hunt a success,
and prepared our meat for transportation to the camp, in the usual
manner. I have killed quite a number of elk since that time in the
mountains of Oregon, but I have never seen one larger than one of those,
although I have seen much larger and finer antlers than adorned the
heads of any of them. The purpose of the antlers, in my judgment, is not
to furnish the animal a weapon in fight, but as a protection to his
shoulders as he dashes through the brush in flight from an enemy or in
pursuit of his mate. When he moves swiftly he elevates his nose until
his face is nearly in a line with his back; the antlers, extending back
on each side of the shoulders, thus affording them protection. The bucks
always lead in such flights, and to a certain extent open the way; hence
the females have no need, or not so much need, of such protection.
Somewhat disappointed with my failure to get a shot at an elk on the
preceding day, I again accompanied the hunters. We made a wide circuit
through the hills, some of which were covered with timber, while others
were bald. That it was a country abounding in game was manifest in the
signs appearing everywhere. We saw a few antelope in full flight and out
of range; we also startled from his sylvan couch a black-tailed buck,
being the first of the deer kind seen in our journey. One of the hunters
sent a ball after him as he bounded through the brush and timber, but,
unscathed, he dashed on. As the day was fast waning we turned our
horses' heads campward, and commenced the ascent of quite a high hill to
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