the base of the mountains a small river falls in from
the south: this view was terminated by one of
the loftiest mountains captain Clarke had ever seen,
which was perfectly covered with snow. Towards
this formidable barrier the river went directly on,
and there it was, as the guide observed, that the
difficulties and dangers of which he and Cameahwait
had spoken commenced. After reaching the mountain,
he said, the river continues its course towards the
north for many miles, between high perpendicular rocks,
which were scattered through its bed: it then
penetrated the mountain through a narrow gap, on each
side of which arose perpendicularly a rock as high
as the top of the mountain before them; that the river
then made a bend which concealed its future course
from view, and as it was alike impossible to descend
the river or clamber over that vast mountain, eternally
covered with snow, neither he nor any of his nation
had ever been lower than at a place where they could
see the gap made by the river on entering the mountain.
To that place he said he would conduct captain Clarke
if he desired it by the next evening. But he was
in need of no further evidence to convince him of
the utter impracticability of the route before him.
He had already witnessed the difficulties of part of
the road, yet after all these dangers his guide, whose
intelligence and fidelity he could not doubt, now
assured him that the difficulties were only commencing,
and what he saw before him too clearly convinced him
of the Indian’s veracity. He therefore
determined to abandon this route, and returned to
the upper part of the last creek we had passed, and
reaching it an hour after dark encamped for the night:
on this creek he had seen in the morning an Indian
road coming in from the north. Disappointed in
finding a route by water, captain Clarke now questioned
his guide more particularly as to the direction of
this road which he seemed to understand perfectly.
He drew a map on the sand, and represented this road
as well as that we passed yesterday on Berry creek
as both leading towards two forks of the same great
river, where resided a nation called Tushepaws, who
having no salmon on their river, came by these roads
to the fish weirs on Lewis’s river. He had
himself been among these Tushepaws, and having once
accompanied them on a fishing party to another river
he had there seen Indians who had come across the
rocky mountains. After a great deal of conversation,
or rather signs, and a second and more particular
map from his guide, captain Clarke felt persuaded
that his guide knew of a road from the Shoshonee village
they had left, to the great river to the north, without
coming so low down as this on a route impracticable
for horses. He was desirous of hastening his
return, and therefore set out early,