Today we passed on the starboard [_right_] side the remains of a vast
many mangled carcasses of buffalo which had been driven over a
precipice of 120 feet by the Indians and perished; the water appeared
to have washed away a part of this immense pile of slaughter and still
there remained the fragments of at least a hundred carcasses. They
created a most horrid stench. In this manner the Indians of the
Missouri destroy vast herds of buffalo at a stroke; for this purpose
one of the most active and fleet young men is selected and disguised
in a robe of buffalo skin, having also the skin of the buffalo’s head
with the ears and horns fastened on his head in form of a cap. Thus
caparisoned he places himself at a convenient distance between a herd
of buffalo and a precipice proper for the purpose, which happens in
many places on this river for miles together; the other Indians now
surround the herd on the back and flanks, and at a signal agreed on
all show themselves at the same time moving forward towards the
buffalo.
The disguised Indian or decoy has taken care to place himself
sufficiently nigh the buffalo to be noticed by them when they take to
flight, and running before them they follow him in full speed to the
precipice, the cattle behind driving those in front over and seeing
them go do not look or hesitate about following until the whole are
precipitated down the precipice forming one common mass of dead and
mangled carcasses. The decoy in the meantime has taken care to secure
himself in some cranny or crevice of the cliff which he had previously
prepared for that purpose.
By August 13 the expedition was crossing the Continental Divide at Lemhi
Pass on the border between Montana and Idaho. In the selection that
follows, Capt. Lewis describes the party’s meeting with the Shoshone
Indians.
We had not continued our route more than a mile when we were so
fortunate as to meet with three female savages. The short and steep
ravines which we passed concealed us from each other until we arrived
within 30 paces. A young woman immediately took to flight; an elderly
woman and a girl of about 12 years old remained. I instantly laid by
my gun and advanced towards them. They appeared much alarmed but saw
that we were too near for them to escape by flight; they therefore
seated themselves on the ground, holding down their heads as if
reconciled to die, which they expected no doubt would be their fate. I
took the elderly woman by the hand and raised her up, repeated the
word _tab-ba-bone_ and stripped up my shirt sleeve to show her my
skin; to prove to her the truth of the assertion that I was a white
man, for my face and hands, which have been constantly exposed to the
sun, were quite as dark as their own. They appeared instantly
reconciled, and the men coming up, I gave these women some beads, a
few moccasin awls, some pewter looking-glasses, and a little paint.
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