"Now between seven and eight o'clock that morning, Clark and Chaboneau and the Indian girl, Sacagawea, all were walking on ahead of the boats, the girl a little ahead. All at once she begins to holler. They look up, and here comes several Indians and Drewyer with the note from Lewis. There's nothing to it, after that." "Go on, Uncle Dick; you tell it now!" demanded Jesse, all excited. "You mean about Sacagawea?" "Yes, sir." "It sounds like a border romance--and it was a border romance, literally. "Here, on the river where she used to live, a young Indian woman ran out of the crowd and threw her arms around Sacagawea. It was the girl who had been captured with her at the Three Forks, six years or more ago, by the Minnetarees! They had been slaves together. This other girl had escaped and got back home, by what miracle none of us ever will know. "But now, when Sacagawea had told her people how good the white men were, there was no longer any question of the friendship all around. As Billy expresses it, there was nothing to it, after that. "You'd think that was asking us to believe enough? But no. The girl rushes up to Cameahwait, the chief, and puts her arms around him, too. He's her brother, that's all! "Well, this seemed to give them the entree into the best Shoshoni circles. Beyond this it was a question of details. Lewis stayed here till August 24th, trading for horses for all he was worth. He got five, for five or six dollars each in goods. They _cached_ what goods they could spare or could not take, hid their canoes, and on August 24th bade the old Missouri good-by--for that year at least. "They now went over west of the Divide, to the main village, to trade for more horses. They cut up their oars and broke up their remaining boxes and made pack saddles to carry their goods. "Meantime, Clark and eleven men, all the good carpenters, had started on August 18th to cross the Divide and explore down for a route on the stream which we now know took them to the Salmon River. They traveled two days, to the Indian camp. Now the _Journal_ takes page after page, describing these Indians. "Now it was Clark's turn to go ahead and find a way by horse or boat down to the Columbia. His notes tell of his troubles: