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lowered Brown very much in our estimation when we found 



that he had been one of them. 



I could not discover that a single man, woman, or child had 

 been actually killed during the whole nine summers, but one 

 man had been wounded this last summer, and the rest of them 

 seemed always to have run as soon as they either saw an 

 Indian or the track of one. For some miles up the creek we 

 came across houses, in many of which everything heavy, such 

 as beds and stoves, had been left ; and we also found a number 

 of small corn-fields, just coming into ear, which we determined 

 to visit later on. We kept on for about thirty miles until we 

 had passed all houses, and then made a comfortable camp, not 

 only putting up two tents, but erecting a bough shelter from 

 the sun, which we called the " dining-room," and also cutting 

 a smoke-house out of the bank of the stream for buffalo- 

 tongues, of which we had promised to bring back a supply. 



We had not seen much game so far, and nothing bigger 

 than a turkey, but above our camp found it very plentiful, 

 including white- and black -tailed deer, any number of turkeys, 

 and a good many elk, while by going south we found plenty of 

 buffalo. It certainly was a " happy hunting-ground," and we 

 had it, and were likely to have it, to ourselves, so far as white 

 men were concerned. The Indians were our only trouble, and 

 as they knew that the creek was deserted, there was not much 

 to tempt them to come near us. 



My friend M , having lived all his life in a town, 



knew nothing of riding, though I did not know this till 

 afterwards ; and a few days after we reached this camp I pro- 

 posed to have a run at buffalo, so we started, I riding the 

 bolter, and M the omnivorous animal. The country 



