In the autumn of the year, that succeeded the season, in which the
preceding events occurred, the young man, still in the military
service, found himself on the waters of the Missouri, at a point not
far remote from the Pawnee towns. Released from any immediate calls of
duty, and strongly urged to the measure by Paul, who was in his
company, he determined to take horse, and cross the country to visit
the partisan, and to enquire into the fate of his friend the trapper.
As his train was suited to his functions and rank, the journey was
effected, with the privations and hardships that are the
accompaniments of all travelling in a wild, but without any of those
dangers and alarms that marked his former passage through the same
regions. When within a proper distance, he despatched an Indian
runner, belonging to a friendly tribe, to announce the approach of
himself and party, continuing his route at a deliberate pace, in order
that the intelligence might, as was customary, precede his arrival. To
the surprise of the travellers their message was unanswered.
Pages:
798
799
800
801
802
803
804
805
806
807
808
809
810
811
812
813
814
815
816
817
818
819
820
821
822