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
On the 7th, early in the morning, we passed the river Day—not broad, but
pretty deep, and distant about thirty miles from the river Lowhum.[34]
In all directions, the face of the country is one wide and boundless
plain, with here and there some trifling inequalities, but not a tree
nor bush to be seen. General course as yesterday.
On the 8th, after a quiet and comfortable night’s rest, we embarked
early; and hoisting sail with a fair wind, we scudded along at a good
rate till two o’clock in the afternoon, when, all of a sudden, a squall
overtook us and broke the mast of one of our canoes, which, in the hurry
and confusion of the moment, {124} filled with water, so that we had
great difficulty in getting safe to shore.
The day being fine, we set about drying our things, and for that purpose
began to spread them out, for every article had got thoroughly soaked;
but this task we had no sooner commenced than the Indians flocked about
us in great numbers. We therefore soon perceived the impropriety and
danger of exhibiting so great a temptation before their eyes. In a few
minutes we were almost surrounded by bows and arrows, one volley of
which might have extinguished the expedition for ever; and one of the
fellows had the audacity to shoot an arrow into one of our bales, as a
warning of what might follow. In short, we thought we could read in the
savage expression of their countenances some dark design; we therefore
immediately commenced loading. Wet and dry were bundled together, and
put into the canoes; and in order to amuse for a moment, and attract the
attention of the crowd, I laid hold of an axe, and set it up at the
distance of eighty yards, then taking up my rifle, drove a ball through
it. This manœuvre had the desired effect. While the Indians stood gazing
with amazement at the hole in the axe, our people were not idle. We
embarked and got off without a word on either side. Having reached a
small, snug island near the Suppa river, we put ashore for the
night.[35] Course as yesterday.
The 9th, we remained all day encamped drying the goods, and were visited
only by the Indians in one canoe, who sold us a fine salmon.
{125} On the 10th, at an early hour, we proceeded on our voyage, and met
with no obstacle till the evening, when we arrived at the foot of a long
and strong rapid, where we encamped near the mouth of a considerable
river called Umatallow, which enters the Columbia here. This river takes
its rise in a long range of blue mountains, which runs nearly east and
west, and forms the northern boundary of the great Snake nation.
Opposite to our encampment, on the west side, is situated a large mound
or hill of considerable height, which, from its lonely situation and
peculiar form, we called Dumbarton Castle.[36] During this day we saw
many Indians, all occupied in catching salmon. Course as usual.
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