U T RAVELS IN 
da. " A little way ofF," faid they, ^' In the 
mountains, is the habitation of Van der 
" Wefthuyfen 5 f^nd one of your company 
*' thither for a frefh team or two ; he can fup- 
" ply you, and certainly will not refufe.'* 
At the name of Van der Wefthuyfen the 
two Barters trembled and turned pale : it was 
in reality their father ; and the dangers, which 
they had fuppofcd at a diftance, were thus an- 
nounced to them as ready to fall on their heads. 
The old man had been thought by them to be 
on the banks of the Green River, or at its 
mouth, w^here lay his pofleffions ; but the ex- 
treme drought and want of water had com- 
pelled him to retire with his cattle into the 
mountains, where he had another fettlement. 
They were afraid, if they accompanied me 
thit^hcr, they (hould meet their white brothers, 
and be expofed to frefh infults and injuries ; 
and fo forcibly were they ftruck with this ap-* 
prehenfion, that, without refleding on their 
engagement, or troubling themfelves about 
what would become of me, they refolved in- 
ftantly to return with their cattle, and to leave 
me, thus deflitute, in my camp, with my teams, 
my waggons, and my people, I might eafily 
have 
