him into his bower and gave him a small morsel of boiled antelope and a piece of fresh salmon roasted.  This was the first salmon he had seen, and perfectly satisfied him that he was now on the waters of the Pacific.  On reaching this lodge, he resumed his conversation with the chief, after which he was entertained with a dance by the Indians.  It now proved, as our party had feared, that the men whom they had first met this morning had returned to the camp and spread the alarm that their enemies, the Minnetarees of fort de Prairie, whom they call Pahkees, were advancing on them.  The warriors instantly armed themselves and were coming down in expectation of an attack, when they were agreeably surprised by meeting our party.  The greater part of them were armed with bows and arrows, and shields, but a few had small fusils, such as are furnished by the northwest company traders, and which they had obtained from the Indians on the Yellowstone, with whom they are now at peace.  They had reason to dread the approach of the Pahkees, who had attacked them in the course of this spring and totally defeated them.  On this occasion twenty of their warriors were either killed or made prisoners, and they lost their whole camp except the leathern lodge which they had fitted up for us, and were now obliged to live in huts of a conical figure made with willow brush.  The music and dancing, which was in no respect different from those of the Missouri Indians, continued nearly all night; but captain Lewis retired to rest about twelve o’clock, when the fatigues of the day enabled him to sleep though he was awaked several times by the yells of the dancers.

Whilst all these things were occurring to captain Lewis we were slowly and laboriously ascending the river.  For the first two and a half miles we went along the island opposite to which we encamped last evening, and soon reached a second island behind which comes in a small creek on the left side of the river.  It rises in the mountains to the east and forms a handsome valley for some miles from its mouth, where it is a bold running stream about seven yards wide:  we called it M’Neal’s creek, after Hugh M’Neal one of our party.  Just above this stream and at the distance of four miles from our camp is a point of limestone rock on the right, about seventy feet high, forming a cliff over the river.  From the top of it the Beaver’s-head bore north 24 degrees east twelve miles distant, the course of Wisdom river, that is the direction of its valley through the mountains is north 25 degrees west, while the gap through which the Jefferson enters the mountains is ten miles above us on a course south 18 degrees west.  From this limestone rock we proceeded along several islands, on both sides, and after making twelve miles arrived at a cliff of high rocks on the right, opposite to which we encamped in a smooth level prairie, near a few cottonwood trees; but were obliged to use the dry willow brush for fuel.  The river