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Teton range, where Mr. Wilson had a personal interview with 
four grizzly bears, father, mother and two cubs nearly as large as 
their parents. He shot the parents and then found he had run 
out of cartridges. The bereaved children roared and bellowed, 
but fortunately did not see the assailant who was concealed 
behind some rocks, from which he made his way as quietly as 
possible, not wishing any further explanation with the surviving 
members of the family. 
Leaving this range of mountains, the party made their way 
through a valley densely covered with timber, in an open part of 
which they discovered a series of small lakes, which were literally 
alive with water-fowl. This sequestered locality was evidently 
the breeding-place of vast quantities of birds, such as wild geese, 
various species of ducks, large white swans and cranes, all of which 
made an almost deafening noise by their various cries. This bedlam 
of noises was in striking contrast with the gloomy and silent for¬ 
est all around. 
Passing up Henry’s Fork, a branch of Snake River, the 
party struck a large trail which they supposed to be that of 
a troop of United States cavalry, which they knew at that 
time was scouring the country in pursuit of hostile Indians of the 
Bannock tribe. In this supposition, unfortunately, after-events 
proved they were incorrect, for the trail was really that of an 
Indian war party who had stolen horses from the government 
and were retreating towards the Yellowstone. Mr. Wilson’s 
party, when camped that night on the banks of Henry’s Fork, 
were attacked by these Indian marauders, who riddled their tents 
with rifle shots and captured their horses, but Mr. Wilson and 
his four companions succeeded, under the cover of darkness, in 
escaping to the forest by wading the river. The party were now 
entirely deprived of food and had to make their way on foot 
about 75 miles through a forest, where they were exposed at- any 
moment to fresh attacks from the Indians. However, their guns 
supplied them with provisions, and their quiet determination 
brought them at last to the Yellowstone Park, on the borders of 
which thev met another division of the United States Govern- 
ment Survey, who had gone in a different direction. Procuring 
two horses, Mr. Wilson and one companion returned in the hope 
of recovering their topographical instruments which they had hid- 
