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rich country for the botanist, and saw a race of Indians who 

 differ entirely in language and habits from the Indians of this 

 coast. They inhabit the immense plains of the interior, and 

 their principal wealth consists in their numerous herds of horses, 

 so that, in some respects, they may be called a pastoral people, 

 analogous to the inhabitants of the plains of northern Asia, 

 though inferior in civilization. 



D uring my stay at the fort, our time past pleasantly away 

 in making excursions, arranging our collections, and procur- 

 ing specimens of the animals of the country. While thus em- 

 ployed, one of the most respectable of the Indian chiefs re- 

 quested our medical aid to his brother who was sick. The 

 sick chief was named Tutilliham, and had the reputation of 

 being the greatest warrior on the Columbia ; he was unfortu- 

 nately in the last stage of an enteritic affection, and, after ex- 

 plaining this to his friends, we gave such medicines as might 

 palliate his complaint ; but he died in a few days. One of 

 the symptoms he had, was a small tumour situated on the right 

 side, hejow the liver. This circumstance afterwards led to se- 

 rious consequences, for it was recollected that three months 

 ago he had eaten at the house of a neighbouring chief, who 

 pretended to great knowledge of medicine, a quantity of cha- 

 mass roots, * which they now blamed as the cause of his death. 

 In consequence of this opinion, the unfortunate chief was as- 

 sassinated by the friends of the deceased chief. 



20th September. — I left Fort Vancouver to return to the 

 ship, which was soon to sail, and on this occasion I cannot but 

 mention the kind reception I had ever experienced there from 

 Mr M'Loughlin, and the other gentlemen of the establishment. 

 I saw with pleasure that the canoe I was to sail in was man- 

 ned by Sandwich Islanders in the Company's service, and as 

 they were less superstitious than the Canadians, I could exa- 

 mine Mount Coffin with more freedom. Our arrival at this 

 famous Indian cemetery, called by the Canadians Rocher des 

 Morts, was under favourable circumstances ; the day was stor- 

 my, so that there was less risk of being interrupted by canoes. 

 This hill is about 150 feet above the level of the river, and 

 only covered by a few shrubs in some places. On its steep 

 Bulbs of Phalangiujn cscukntum. 



