048 SOUTHERN OREGON. 



Inass, the Indian hunter, being in search of game at some dis- 

 tance from the camp, killed a deer, and while in the act of skinning 

 it, was surprised by a party of Indians, who shot a flight of arrows 

 over him ; he at once sprang to his horse, seized his rifle, and, ac- 

 cording to his own account, killed one of them. The utmost haste 

 was necessary to effect his escape, and he left his game behind. 



Towards night, a canoe with two Indians approached the camp, 

 which they were not suffered to enter. These canoes were dug out 

 and square at each end, and quite rude. 



In the morning they found within their camp an Indian basket 

 with roots, which they supposed to have been left there during the 

 night by some Indian whose curiosity was so great as to induce him 

 to peril his life to satisfy it. 



The 26th, they passed along the banks of the Rogues' river, which 

 runs on in a westerly direction ; upon it the Indians were seen spear- 

 ing salmon from their canoes. 



Within a short distance of their camping-place, they came upon a 

 party of about fifty Indians, who seemed to be surprised that their 

 hiding-place had been discovered. They appeared to be unarmed, 

 and looked very innocent. 



During the day, their course was northeasterly, along the banks of 

 the river. About a mile from the camp, granite of a light colour and 

 a fine grain, that would serve as a beautiful building-stone, was seen 

 in places. As they proceeded, the valley of the river was encroached 

 upon by the mountains, and the ground became very much broken. 

 The river, also, flowed in rapids, owing to the same cause, and 

 its banks became projecting and jagged rocks. A place was pointed 

 out where a former party had been attacked and defeated with great 

 loss, in consequence of the Indiaiis being able to conceal themselves 

 behind the rocks. Our party found no one to oppose their passage. 

 In the afternoon, they reached the forks, and took the southern 

 one, which brought them to Turner's encampment, where his party 

 were attacked, and most of them massacred. They had allowed 

 the Indians to enter the camp in numbers, when they suddenly 

 rose upon the whites, who were but nine in all, and were, at the 

 time of the attack, attending to the horses. Two of the party were 

 killed immediately. Turner, who was a strong athletic man, was 

 seated by the fire when the fray began; he snatched up a brand, 

 and defended himself, dealing destruction around him, until his wife 

 brought him his rifle, with which he killed several. A large fallen 



