were small brimmed, drab affairs fitting close to the head and not very conspicuous to an enemy as we might rise up from behind a hill into possible views.  We tried on our packs and fitted the straps a little so they would carry easy.  They collected all the money there was in camp and gave it to us.  Mr. Arcane had about $30 and others threw in small amounts from forty cents upward.  We received all sorts of advice.  Capt.  Culverwell was an old sea faring man and was going to tell us how to find our way back, but Mr. Bennett told the captain that he had known Lewis as a hunter for many years, and that if he went over a place in the daytime he could find his way back at night every time.  Others cautioned us about the Indians and told us how to manage.  Others told us not to get caught in deep snow which we might find on the mountains.

This advice we received in all the kindness in which it was given, and then we bade them all good bye.  Some turned away, too much affected to approach us and others, shook our hands with deep feeling, grasping them firmly and heartily hoping we would be successful and be able to pilot them out of this dreary place into a better land.  Every one felt that a little food to make a change from the poor dried meat would be acceptable.  Mr. and Mrs. Bennett and J.B.  Arcane and wife were the last to remain when the others had turned away.  They had most faith in the plan and felt deeply.  Mrs. Bennett was the last, and she asked God to bless us and bring some food to her starving children.

We were so much affected that we could not speak and silently turned away and took our course again up the canyon we had descended the night before.

After a while we looked back and when they saw us turn around, all the hats and bonnets waved us a final parting.

Those left in the camp were Asabel, Bennett and Sarah his wife, with three children, George, Melissa, and Martha; J.B.  Arcane and wife with son Charles.  The youngest children were not more than two years old.  There were also the two Earhart brothers, and a grown son, Capt.  Culverwell, and some others I cannot recall; eleven grown people in all, besides a Mr. Wade, his wife and three children who did not mingle with our party, but usually camped a little distance off, followed our trail, but seemed to shun company.  We soon passed round a bend of the canon, and then walked on in silence.

We both of us meditated some over the homes of our fathers, but took new courage in view of the importance of our mission and passed on as fast as we could.

By night we were far up the mountain, near the perpendicular rough peak, and far above us on a slope we could see some bunches of grass and sage brush.  We went to this and found some small water holes.  No water ran from them they were so small.  Here we staid all night.  It did not seem very far to the snowy peak to the north of us.  Just where we were seemed the lowest pass, for to the south were higher peaks and the rocks looked as if they were too steep to be got over.