. Our country in story . d uponthe mouth of the ChuteRiver and also that of theJohn Days. Rememberingtheir promise, the chief ofthe Walla Wallas was watch-ing for them on his tarried a while withthese friendly Indians, whopresented them with a num-ber of very fine horses. Ofall the Indians the explorersmet, the Walla Wallas werethe kindest and the mosthonest. Following an Indian trail, our travelers once more came to the mouth of the Clear-water River, where they had left their horses and saddlesin charge of the Nez Perces. But alas it was still winterin the Bitterroot Mountains and
. Our country in story . d uponthe mouth of the ChuteRiver and also that of theJohn Days. Rememberingtheir promise, the chief ofthe Walla Wallas was watch-ing for them on his tarried a while withthese friendly Indians, whopresented them with a num-ber of very fine horses. Ofall the Indians the explorersmet, the Walla Wallas werethe kindest and the mosthonest. Following an Indian trail, our travelers once more came to the mouth of the Clear-water River, where they had left their horses and saddlesin charge of the Nez Perces. But alas it was still winterin the Bitterroot Mountains and the Lolo Trail lay hiddenbeneath great drifts of snow. Only late in June did the company set out from theircamp on the mouth of the Clearwater River. They re-crossed the Bitterroot Mountains guided only by themarks their baggage had left on the trees and rocks, forthe trails were still covered with snow and ice. East of the mountains the party separated, in the earlypart of July. One division, headed by Lewis, journeyed. CHIEF JOSEPH OF THE NEZPERCES TRIBE 304 OUR COUNTRY IN STORY northward to the Falls of the Missouri below the threeforks, whence they descended down-stream. Clark, withthe rest of the party, turned south and descended theYellowstone River. In the middle of August the twocompanies met at the junction of the Yellowstone and theMissouri and pitched their tents on the very spot on whichthey had camped in April of 1805. The two parties nowhad much to tell each other. We crossed the Missoula River, said Lewis, andpushed on over plains filled with armies of buffalo fleeingfrom the savage Blackfeet. We gazed once more upon theGreat Falls of the Missouri. Grizzly bears, and mosquitoeswere as plentiful and as troublesome as before. Beyondthe Falls we found the baggage in the cache and the boatin the copse as we had left them, missing only some of theskins which high water had flooded away. On an explora-tion trip up the Marias we killed a thieving Blackfoot andthen were
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