Fort Vancouver was ninety miles on, down the Columbia and beyond the Cascade4 Range. Lieutenant Frémont decided5 to leave the party and the animals to rest at the mission, while he went ahead, by canoe, to finish his survey by reporting at Vancouver. This would connect the survey with the survey made along the coast by Lieutenant Wilkes; and besides, at Fort Vancouver resided Dr. John McLoughlin, chief of the Hudson Bay Company in Oregon. To call upon him was a necessary courtesy from the American Government to the British Government. Furthermore, at Vancouver probably could be purchased supplies of a kind that could not be found at the missionary stations.
The fifth of November being Sunday, of course this was a day of rest for everybody at The Dalles; but on[204] Monday the Reverend Mr. Perkins helped the lieutenant to hire a large canoe from the Indians here, and three Indians, who owned it, were engaged as crew. With them, and taking Mr. Preuss, Jacob Dodson the colored youth, and Baptiste Bernier, the lieutenant launched off for Vancouver.
He appointed Kit8 Carson in charge of the camp, and up the back trail he sent a note for Thomas Fitzpatrick, instructing him to drop the carts at Dr. Whitman’s, and to come on to The Dalles with pack-saddles. Kit Carson also was instructed to be making pack-saddles.
All this was very interesting.
“Wall, I dunno,” mused10 Kit Carson. “But I reckon not. That’s not Frémont way. We found the trail out hyar already made, an’ nothing left for us to do but to follow along an’ calkilate figgers. So the government at Washington’ll know all about the Oregon Trail an’ about the lake, too; an’ it won’t be like Frémont to take the back track. He prefers the new to the old. Once or twice he’s spoken of going back by the north, around the head o’ the Missouri, an’ down. But these hyar pack-saddles mean a new trail somewheres.”
The Reverend Mr. Perkins had suggested to the lieutenant that he could reach Washington quickest and easiest by chartering a small brig, which was[205] anchored in the river below Fort Vancouver, and sailing down the coast to the Isthmus12 of Panama, there to cross and charter another vessel13 for the United States. Consequently, with this in prospect14, and with the return by way of the sources of the Missouri in prospect, the future looked bright. Besides——
“Or else,” remarked Kit, “thar’s the southern trail, to find that Buenaventura River emptying from the desert into the ocean, and to strike the Spanish Trail for the mountains an’ the States. The lieutenant has been mightily16 interested in the Buenaventura. He’s talked considerable about it.”
Here was the third route.
The lieutenant returned on the afternoon of the eighteenth. At once was it known that he had decided for the southern trail, into the unexplored, where awaited the fabled17 Buenaventura.
According to the lieutenant, and to Kit Carson, and all, this was a country well-nigh unexplored, this country south, lying between the Wasatch Range of the Great Salty Lake on the east and the Sierra Nevada Range bordering California on the west. All accounts agreed that it was a great basin, of sandy, salty, sagy bare-rock desert broken by sudden peaks and ridges18. In it Lieutenant Frémont anticipated finding strange peoples and wild valleys and curious waters.
First to be encountered, upon the march down from the Columbia of the north, was a lake called Tlamath or Klamet or Klamath Lake, which in the[206] spring was a real lake, but which in the summer and the fall was only a green meadow. This lake was at the head of the Rivière des Chutes or Falls River, which from it flowed north for the Columbia. From the neighborhood of the lake the Sacramento River of California flowed south, and the Tlamath River flowed west to the ocean. Moreover, the Tlamath Indians, living at the lake, were said to be treacherous20 and hard fighting.
Next to be encountered, as the lieutenant hoped, was a flat desert lake called Mary’s Lake, down in the Great Basin.
Next should come the fabled Buenaventura, or Good Fortune River, flowing across from the vicinity of the Great Salt Lake clear to the Pacific, and emptying into the Bay of San Francisco!
With the Buenaventura located, as a water-way from the Rocky Mountains to the Pacific, then the Frémont party might head eastward21 more, for the Rockies themselves, and the Arkansas River, and Bent’s Fort below.
Now everybody was enthusiastic. No one objected to starting out at once, in the beginning of winter, after hard travel already of 2000 miles, for the unknown. The talk was of hidden lakes and rivers and boiling springs, and of marvels22 of man, beast and plant such as the Great Salty Lake had failed to produce.
“Hooray for the new country!” was the cry.
The lieutenant had brought back from Fort Vancouver[207] provisions of flour, dried peas and tallow, for three months. The tallow was to be used in frying, etc. Enough horses had been engaged from the Indians about the mission to recruit the number of animals, saddle and pack, to 104. The Reverend Mr. Perkins prevailed upon two of his Indians to be guides as far as the Tlamath Lake. One of these Indians had fought the Tlamaths there, and had been wounded, so he was not likely to forget the route. The pack-saddles were finished rapidly, and other preparations responded, as fast, to the enthusiasm.
On the twenty-first Thomas Fitzpatrick and his party, including Mr. Talbot the tenderfoot (soon to be a veteran), Alexander Godey of the handsome hair, Sergeant23 Zindel the Prussian artillerist24, arrived. When they had heard, they also were eager for the trip. Mr. Gilpin must proceed on, to Vancouver; Mr. Dwight already had gone.
Upon the twenty-fourth all arrangements were completed. At the last the Reverend Mr. Perkins brought to the camp a Chinook Indian boy, aged6 nineteen, who wished “to see the whites” and learn how the whites lived in their homes of the east. He had been in the Perkins household and could speak a little English. Him the lieutenant enrolled25, promising26 to return him to his relatives and friends, after the journey.
This night of November 24 the camp was so excited over the new trail and the homeward way, that nobody[208] slept well, and all rose before daylight, to breakfast and pack by the cold star-shine.
Twenty-two or three whites there were—American, French, German, Canadian—to take the trail for the Buenaventura: twenty-two or three whites, Jacob the young negro, the Chinook stripling, 104 horses and mules27, a number of cattle, the howitzer, and Oliver’s dog from the River of Weeds. The trusty spring wagon28 was left behind, as a gift to the mission. Its glass lamps had been broken, and one of its front panels had been kicked in by a horse; otherwise it was of good condition. The mission was pleased to have it.
In a long line, about noon of this November 25 (Thanksgiving season!) of 1843, amidst flurries of snow, the expedition set forth29 from the Dalles of the Columbia. The Reverend Mr. Perkins rode out with them for a few miles, to wish them God-speed. Finally he must stop.
“Good-by, good-by, and God bless you,” he said, beginning with the lieutenant, and shaking hands all down the line. “Good-by and good fortune.”
“Good-by,” they responded; and “Au revoir, monsieur.”
The course was south, up the long valley of the Rivière des Chutes, with the white Cascade Mountains on the right, and many an icy stream to ford30.
At the headwaters of the River of the Falls a pine forest was entered, December 8; a pine forest cloaking magnificently a yellowish-white soil of pulverized[209] pumice-stone whereon grew not a blade of grass. The Indian guides pointed7 out, as great curiosities, pine cones31 a foot and a half long.
Now the trail was good, the weather pleasant, if crisp, but the horses and mules and cattle fared badly for lack of grass. Then, on December 10, from the pines the cavalcade32 emerged upon a wide green meadow—a lake of grass; and—
“Tlamath Lake! Tlamath Lake! Lac du Tlamath!” welled the glad cheer.
This must be it. Thus the two Indian guides declared it, and by its meadow character it answered to descriptions. The horses and mules and cattle eyed wistfully the green expanse extending to their feet; and they fell greedily to cropping.
Surrounded by timbered slopes was the lake-meadow. It looked peaceful. But according to trapper theories, “Whar thar ain’t any Injuns to be seen, then thar air the most of ’em!” and here in the Tlamath country no chances should be taken needlessly. Moreover, out in the middle of the lake-meadow smokes were rising, and beyond, along the shore, were other smokes.
“Better speak to ’em with the big gun, to tell ’em who we air, hadn’t we, captain?” suggested Kit Carson.
“That’s a good idea,” seconded Fitzpatrick the Bad Hand.
“Yes; throw a shell across the lake, sergeant; but[210] don’t hurt anybody,” said the lieutenant to Sergeant Zindel.
Nothing loath33 was Sergeant Zindel. He and his cannoneers sprang to the brass34 howitzer, unlimbered it and swung it about, pointing it diagonally over the lake-meadow. Under the short guttural orders of the sergeant a charge was rammed35 home, and was followed by a shell. The three Indians—the two guides and the young Chinook—gazed with much wonderment, and even the Frémont men were expectant.
The cannoneers sprang aside; Sergeant Zindel applied36 the fuse to the primed vent15. The loud “Boom!” of the howitzer rolled to the mountain-slopes around about, but before any echoes had answered, there a quarter of a mile away, over the lake-meadow against the timber back-ground burst with white explosion the shell!
“Bravo! Hooray!” cheered the company, now listening to the echoes.
“Those fellows know something’s happened, all right,” remarked Mr. Talbot.
For instantly every smoke had been quenched39, as the frightened Tlamaths would conceal40 their villages and themselves from the astounding41 “medicine people” who had appeared.
Camp was pitched upon a piny point, before which the animals could graze under guard.
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The Indian guides were of the opinion that the dreaded42 Tlamaths were “very little” before the white men and the gun-that-speaks-twice. Lieutenant Frémont determined43 to keep up the first impression made; therefore, as this afternoon and the next morning no Tlamaths had come near, he resolved to visit them. Arrayed for peace or war, out into the lake-meadow boldly rode the company.
The smoke place was distant and obscure, until when within half a mile of it a collection of low round huts could be distinguished44, with Indians perched atop, watching.
“These hyar guides want us to form line, trapper fashion, an’ ride down in style,” explained Kit Carson.
To humor the guides, who were proud of their company, the Frémont men ranged themselves in a long front, and proceeded at a pace, while the guides galloped45 ahead to meet two Indians now approaching from the village.
They were the village chief and his wife; and they had come out, on behalf of their alarmed people, to live or die at the mercy of the mysterious strangers.
The Tlamath chief, handsome of face and soft of voice, thankful that his life was spared, conducted the powerful strangers to his village. This was composed of a few large woven-grass huts, entered by doors in the rounded tops. Grass were the huts; grass the shoes and the caps of the inmates46, and grass were the mats and baskets of the furnishings. Fish was[212] the food. Therefore well did the Klamath—whom Lieutenant Frémont styles Tlamath—call themselves “People of the Lake,” for by rushes and fish the lake supplied them with their necessities of life.
Sharp-nosed, prick-eared, woolly, wolfish dogs were sitting, with their masters and mistresses, upon the roofs of the huts; and as companion to Oliver’s dog the men purchased a puppy, whom they named “Tlamath.”
Now the two guides from the mission at the Dalles concluded that they had come as far as was required of them; they would turn homeward. Lieutenant Frémont asked the Tlamath chief for Tlamath guides onward47; but the handsome, soft-spoken Tlamath chief shook his head, and by signs indicated that he had no horses, the snow on the mountains was deep, and his family were sick. He could not go, and it seemed that he had none of his young men to send, either.
Therefore, the next morning, the Frémont and Carson company started out, to make their own trail. Snow was falling, the sky was dark, and for a mile and a half they crossed the narrow end of the lake-meadow, where amidst the frozen grass were ponds of ice upon which the pack animals slipped and floundered.
The travel was east, pointed for another “large water” which the Indians said would be found in that direction, after a few days’ journey. Thus, from the lake-meadow, which was not really Klamath Lake of Southern Oregon, but was only Klamath Marsh48, north[213] of the lake proper, the company again entered the great pine forest. Here some of the trees were five and six feet through, at the base.
That night the thermometer dropped to zero. Among fallen timber and in snow sometimes a foot deep the morning march was made, the overworked mules tugging49 at the heavy howitzer. Then was heard the sound of galloping50 hoofs51, behind. Everybody turned, to welcome or to fight, whichever might be demanded. It was the good-hearted Tlamath chief and a few other men, coming on, along the trail, through the myriad52 stately, snow-weighted pines, to guide the strangers.
Always amidst pines, and snow, over a broad mountain eastward led the Indians, until on the next day they explained that the snow was growing too deep for them, and the cold too severe, and that they must turn back. Lieutenant Frémont gave them presents of scarlet53 cloth, moccasins, etc.; and spreading the Flag before them he explained its use.
“This is the symbol of the great nation to which we belong,” he said, by signs. “Whenever it comes to you, you must treat it well, for it is friendly to you. You and it are friends.”
Whereupon the Tlamaths nodded wisely. As if in remembrance, they ever have been at peace with the white race; although their cousins, the Modocs, badly treated by the white immigrants, finally fought a great fight, among their lava54 beds, in 1873.
The Tlamaths, or Klamaths, left for their snug[214] grass huts in the lake-meadow. Travelling now by compass into the unknown, down from the bleak55 mountain and across a level valley and up another bleak mountain, eastward toiled56 the company. Ever the course lay through constant, silent pines, where the snow sifted57 thickly, with no breeze bearing it, or where, three feet deep and crusted, it cut the legs of the animals.
Thus, in long single file of men and of animals, exhausted58 and apparently59 lost, the cattle laboring60 heavily, the Frémont expedition to the Buenaventura traversed the gloomy stretch of high, unceasing, snow-enshrouded but gloomy forest, where apparently man had never been before. Suddenly the lieutenant, leading, spoke11 to Kit Carson, just behind.
“Aren’t the trees thinning, in front, there, Kit?”
Hope was in his voice.
“Yes, sir. I believe they air, captain.”
“Come on, boys,” called the lieutenant, cheerily. “We’re getting out.” And he spurred forward his horse. Spurred forward all.
Sure enough, ahead the atmosphere was distinctly lighter61. The lieutenant was first to reach the spot; he reined62 in his horse, Proveau the buffalo-runner, and craned as if gazing down. He uttered a loud shout, and waved his hat; shouted and waved Kit Carson, the next to arrive. Mr. Preuss the German joined in the excitement; joined Godey and Jacob and even the Chinook, and when it came Oliver’s turn he also joined.[215] For they all were ranged upon a rim37 of a great wall—a great wall of sheer rock, piled with snow and bitten by icy wind, while below, a thousand feet, was an enchanted63 summer-land!
Here was a lovely blue lake, in the midst of a lush green prairie enveloped64 by warm sunshine; while up above, on the top of the precipice65, reigned66 snow and ice and stormy sky. Scarce could they believe their eyes.
“Don’t see any trees, to speak of, down there,” mused Lieutenant Frémont, as shivering they gazed, admiring the scene. “That looks to me like the Great Basin, at last. We must be on the edge of it. It extends on east to the Salt Lake.”
“Ain’t we gwine down to summah, lieutenant?” queried Jacob the colored youth, anxiously, his teeth chattering67. “I’se stone stiff.”
“So am I, Jacob,” answered the lieutenant, laughing. “Of course we’re going down. Who’s for Summer Lake?”
“That’s it—Summer Lake and Winter Ridge!” cried the lieutenant. “Three cheers, boys! Good-by to Winter Ridge, and on to Summer Lake!”
They cheered; and turning the poor horses and mules and cattle who had dully been nosing the snow or pricking68 their ears at the glimpse of green below, they sought for a trail down.
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