It was objected that the expedition would have to navigate unknown rivers, and pass through howling wildernesses infested by savage tribes, who had already cut off the unfortunate voyageurs that had ventured among them; that it was to climb the Rocky Mountains and descend into desolate and famished regions, where the traveller was often obliged to subsist on grasshoppers and crickets, or to kill his own horse for food.

At length one man was hardy enough to engage, and he was used like a “stool-pigeon,” to decoy others; but several days elapsed before any more could be prevailed upon to join him.  A few then came to terms.  It was desirable to engage them for five years, but some refused to engage for more than three.  Then they must have part of their pay in advance, which was readily granted.  When they had pocketed the amount, and squandered it in regales or in outfits, they began to talk of pecuniary obligations at Mackinaw, which must be discharged before they would be free to depart; or engagements with other persons, which were only to be canceled by a “reasonable consideration.”  It was in vain to argue or remonstrate.  The money advanced had already been sacked and spent, and must be lost and the recruits left behind, unless they could be freed from their debts and engagements.  Accordingly, a fine was paid for one; a judgment for another; a tavern bill for a third, and almost all had to be bought off from some prior engagement, either real or pretended.

Mr. Hunt groaned in spirit at the incessant and unreasonable demands of these worthies upon his purse; yet with all this outlay of funds, the number recruited was but scanty, and many of the most desirable still held themselves aloof, and were not to be caught by a golden bait.  With these he tried another temptation.  Among the recruits who had enlisted he distributed feathers and ostrich plumes.  These they put in their hats, and thus figured about Mackinaw, assuming airs of vast importance, as “voyageurs” in a new company, that was to eclipse the Northwest.  The effect was complete.  A French Canadian is too vain and mercurial a being to withstand the finery and ostentation of the feather.  Numbers immediately pressed into the service.  One must have an ostrich plume; another, a white feather with a red end; a third, a bunch of cock’s tails.  Thus all paraded about, in vainglorious style, more delighted with the feathers in their hats than with the money in their pockets; and considering themselves fully equal to the boastful “men of the north.”

While thus recruiting the number of rank and file, Mr. Hunt was joined by a person whom he had invited, by letter, to engage as a partner in the expedition.  This was Mr. Ramsay Crooks, a young man, a native of Scotland, who had served under the Northwest Company, and been engaged in trading expeditions upon his individual account, among the tribes of the Missouri.  Mr. Hunt knew him personally, and had conceived a high