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AN OBJECT OF SUSPICION.<br />

I07<br />

they would certainly kill him. During all this bustle he sat<br />

in his tent singing and saying he was not afraid to die ;<br />

he<br />

had not even a knife with which to defend himself. At<br />

four o'clock the wounded woman awoke. Her friends<br />

insisted upon her drinking with them, telling her it would<br />

do her good ; she accordingly did so and was drunk all<br />

night.<br />

Toward evening I<br />

took my gun and went out for a walk<br />

in the meadow to evade the Indians, as they were drunk<br />

and troublesome. On turning about I perceived at some<br />

distance, in a low piece of ground, something like a bear<br />

moving in the long grass, along the river on the plain<br />

between my fort and Park river. I had no doubt it was a<br />

bear, and, being close to the bank, I ran down opposite to<br />

where I supposed it would pass. Having crawled to the<br />

bank of the river, I raised myself up with my gun cocked<br />

;<br />

but nothing appeared. I advanced a little further; nothing<br />

was to be seen, although I could have discerned a ground<br />

squirrel, had he been within half a mile. I ran to an oak<br />

and climbed up to the top ; still saw nothing. I could not<br />

conceive in what manner it could have escaped me. When<br />

I first perceived the object, it appeared to stretch out the<br />

neck, which did not resemble that of a bear, look toward<br />

me, then toward the fort, and immediately disappear. I<br />

went to the spot, but could perceive no tracks. I could distinctly<br />

hear the Indians singing and talking. I went home<br />

and, although it was getting dark, I informed Desmarais<br />

We<br />

privately, desiring him to take his gun and go with me.<br />

went to the place, made a circuit, and searched a long time<br />

in vain. Desmarais insisted upon its being a Sioux discoverer<br />

[scout or spy], and attempted to show me many ways<br />

by which he might have prevented my seeing him after I<br />

had gone down to the bank. Let this be as it may.<br />

On our return I was surprised to find the gates shut, and<br />

all the men, women, and children still half drunk, in a row<br />

Everyone<br />

along the stockade, bawling out for admittance.<br />

was loaded with his own baggage, kettle, and blanket, pup-

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