168 MOVING CAMP — SEARCH FOR WATER. 



miles, until the water was deep enough to float her, and in two 

 hours found ourselves once more in camp, where Captain Stansbury 

 anxiously awaited us with dry clothes and a hot breakfast to re- 

 fresh us after our night's adventure." 



Strange to say, no very serious consequences followed this night 

 of severe exposure. 



Preparations were now made for removing the camp to the south- 

 ward. The " Sally," although empty, was found to be nearly high 

 and dry from the effects of last night's norther ; and it took all our 

 disposable force to shove her out some half mile into water deep 

 enough to float her. The baggage was then carried out to the skiff, 

 which was hauled and pushed out to the larger boat, then lying 

 nearly two miles off. The water was very cold, and the chilling 

 wind swept do^vn from the Wahsatch Mountains, which were in many 

 places covered with snow nearly to their base. 



We coasted along the promontory, as near to the shore as the depth 

 of the water would permit, which was generally within a mile or 

 more, until the afternoon, when we again grounded on an extensive 

 shoal, and were occupied a couple of hours in dragging the boat 

 over it. A small party, in the mean time, waded to the main 

 shore to search for fresh water, evidences of which had been dis- 

 covered from the boats. After several ineffectual attempts to land, 

 we bore away for Fremont's Island, which we reached about nine 

 o'clock, enlightened by the rays of a young moon. A large fire 

 from drift-wood soon illumined the beach and rocky cliffs. Fried 

 bacon, hard bread, and a single gallon of coffee constituted our 

 supper, no water having been procured during the day, and our 

 supply having been reduced to that quantity. The men being very 

 tired with rowing and wading in the cold wind and water since 

 sunrise, only a single tent was pitched, which was assigned to 

 Lieutenant Gunnison, who had had quite enough of ''lying-out" 

 the night previous, and was somewhat unwell in consequence. The 

 rest of us made a spacious and airy bedchamber of the open 

 canopy of heaven. The wind freshened during the night, and 

 rolled in a heavy sea upon the rock-bound shore ; and the roar of 

 the waves, as they dashed against it, reverberated among the cliffs 

 like thunder, reminding some of us of scenes far, far away, where 

 more mighty billows paid their unceasing tribute to the strand. 



Thursday, April 18. — There not being a drop of water in camp, 

 we got under way without breakfast, and made for a cove just 

 east of the southern extremity of the promontory, where appear- 



