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Moreover, we had two excellent pointers, Black and 

 Stop, who followed our caravan without being held in 

 leash. 



We were all armed : some with the rifled carbine, short 

 and heavy, of unparalleled precision in the hand of a 

 Kentuckian, and others with double-barrelled guns. As 

 for the Canadians, they contented themselves with plain 

 French duck-guns, like those which may be found to this 

 very day in the old farmhouses of southern France. Each 

 of us carried, moreover, an American bowie-knife ; and, in- 

 stead of our European garb, we had all assumed the Indian 

 costume, consisting of tight trousers of tanned deer-skin, 

 a blouse of the same material, and double-soled moccasins. 



Large woollen caps completed this carnavalesque equip- 

 ment ; and altogether we were so disguised that no one, T 

 think, would have recognized Messrs. Daniel Simonton of 

 New York, George Sears of Boston, Horace Mead of 

 Philadelphia, Fortune Delmot of Paris, and your humble 

 servant, the author of this book. As for the Canadians, 

 their names were Duquesne, Bonnet, and Gemmel. 



Having set out from St. Louis with the intention of 

 hunting over the grounds of the Sioux and Fox Indians, 

 we counted upon spending two months " under canvas," 

 and had made up our minds to carry back with us to 

 civilized regions an ample provision of mementoes and 

 trophies. 



Mr. Simonton, the leader of our party, and myself 

 rode at the head of the caravan, gossiping about the 

 chase, and game, and miscellaneous themes, and allowing 

 our horses, on whose necks we had thrown the reins, to 

 amble along at their ease. 



