the water, seize their favorites by the neck, and drag them out.  As each horse gained the bank, he scrambled up as he could.  Stray horses and colts came among the rest, often breaking away at full speed through the crowd, followed by the old hags, screaming after their fashion on all occasions of excitement.  Buxom young squaws, blooming in all the charms of vermilion, stood here and there on the bank, holding aloft their master’s lance, as a signal to collect the scattered portions of his household.  In a few moments the crowd melted away; each family, with its horses and equipage, filing off to the plain at the rear of the fort; and here, in the space of half an hour, arose sixty or seventy of their tapering lodges.  Their horses were feeding by hundreds over the surrounding prairie, and their dogs were roaming everywhere.  The fort was full of men, and the children were whooping and yelling incessantly under the walls.

These newcomers were scarcely arrived, when Bordeaux was running across the fort, shouting to his squaw to bring him his spyglass.  The obedient Marie, the very model of a squaw, produced the instrument, and Bordeaux hurried with it up to the wall.  Pointing it to the eastward, he exclaimed, with an oath, that the families were coming.  But a few moments elapsed before the heavy caravan of the emigrant wagons could be seen, steadily advancing from the hills.  They gained the river, and without turning or pausing plunged in; they passed through, and slowly ascending the opposing bank, kept directly on their way past the fort and the Indian village, until, gaining a spot a quarter of a mile distant, they wheeled into a circle.  For some time our tranquillity was undisturbed.  The emigrants were preparing their encampment; but no sooner was this accomplished than Fort Laramie was fairly taken by storm.  A crowd of broad-brimmed hats, thin visages, and staring eyes appeared suddenly at the gate.  Tall awkward men, in brown homespun; women with cadaverous faces and long lank figures came thronging in together, and, as if inspired by the very demon of curiosity, ransacked every nook and corner of the fort.  Dismayed at this invasion, we withdrew in all speed to our chamber, vainly hoping that it might prove an inviolable sanctuary.  The emigrants prosecuted their investigations with untiring vigor.  They penetrated the rooms or rather dens, inhabited by the astonished squaws.  They explored the apartments of the men, and even that of Marie and the bourgeois.  At last a numerous deputation appeared at our door, but were immediately expelled.  Being totally devoid of any sense of delicacy or propriety, they seemed resolved to search every mystery to the bottom.

Having at length satisfied their curiosity, they next proceeded to business.  The men occupied themselves in procuring supplies for their onward journey; either buying them with money or giving in exchange superfluous articles of their own.