Ross's Adventures of the first settlers on the Oregon or Columbia River, 1810-1813Ross, Alexander
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Ross's Adventures of the first settlers on the Oregon or Columbia River, 1810-1813
Ross, Alexander
Mississippi River Valley -- Description and travel; United States -- Description and travel; West (U.S.) -- Description and travel
dark: so I returned back to my children, and found them nearly frozen,
and I was afraid to make a fire in the day time lest the smoke might be
seen; yet I had no other alternative, I must make a fire, or let my
children perish. I made a fire and warmed them. I then rolled them up
again in the robe, extinguished the fire, and set off after dark to the
house: went into the store and ransacked every hole and corner, and at
last found plenty of fish scattered about. I gathered, hid, and slung
upon my back as much as I could carry, and returned {281} again before
dawn of day to my children. They were nearly frozen, and weak with
hunger. I made a fire and warmed them, and then we shared the first food
we had tasted for the last three days. Next night I went back again, and
carried off another load; but when these efforts were over, I sank under
the sense of my afflictions, and was for three days unable to move, and
without hope. On recovering a little, however, I packed all up, loaded
my horse, and putting my children on the top of the load, set out again
on foot, leading the horse by the halter as before. In this sad and
hopeless condition I travelled through deep snow among the woods, rocks,
and rugged paths for nine days, till I and the horse could travel no
more. Here I selected a lonely spot at the foot of a rocky precipice in
the Blue Mountains, intending there to pass the remainder of the winter.
I killed my horse, and hung up the flesh on a tree for my winter food. I
built a small hut with pine branches, long grass, and moss, and packed
it all round with snow to keep us warm, and this was a difficult task,
for I had no axe, but only a knife to cut wood. In this solitary
dwelling, I passed fifty-three lonely days! I then left my hut and set
out with my children to cross the mountains; but I became snow blind the
second day, and had to remain for three days without advancing a step;
and this was unfortunate, as our provisions were almost exhausted.
Having recovered my sight a little, I set out again, and got clear off
the mountains, and down {282} to the plains on the fifteenth day after
leaving my winter encampments; but for six days we had scarcely anything
to eat, and for the last two days not a mouthful. Soon after we had
reached the plains I perceived a smoke at a distance; but being unable
to carry my children farther, I wrapped them up in my robe, left them
concealed, and set out alone in hopes of reaching the Indian camp, where
I had seen the smoke; but I was so weak that I could hardly crawl, and
had to sleep on the way. Next day, at noon, I got to the camp. It proved
to belong to the Walla Wallas, and I was kindly treated by them.
Immediately on my arrival the Indians set off in search of my children,
and brought them to the camp the same night. Here we staid for two days,
and then moved on to the river, expecting to hear something of the white
people on their way either up or down.”
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