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Show 378 THE CALIFORNIA AND OREGON TRAIL. threads of water are swiftly gliding, now and then e d' . . xpan mg mto Wide shallows. At several places durino- the aut h ' o umn, t e water sinks into the sand and disappears altogether. At this season, were it not for the numerous quicksands, the river might be forded almost any where without difficulty, though its chan. nel is often a quarter of a mile wide. Our horses jumped down the bank, and wading through the water, or galloping freely over the hard sand-beds, soon reached the other side Her · e, as we were pushing through the tall grass, we saw several Indians not far off; one of them waited until we came up, and stood for some moments in perfect silence before us, looking at us askance with his little snake-like eyes. f-Ienry explained by signs what we wanted, and the Indian gathering his buffalo-robe about his shoulders, led the way toward the village without speaking a word. The language of the Arapahoes is so difficult, and its pro. nunciation so harsh and guttural, that no white man, it is said, has ever been able to master it. Even 1\faxwell the trader, who has been most among them, is compelled to resort to the curious sign-language common to most of the prairie tribes. With this Henry Chatillon was perfectly acquainted. Approaching the village, we found the ground all around it strewn with great piles of waste buffalo-meat in incredible quantities. The lodges were pitched in a very wide circle. They resembled those of the Dahcotah in every thing but cleanliness and neatness. Passing between two of them, we entered the great circular area of the camp, and instantly hundreds of Indians, men, women, and children, came flocking out of their habitations to look at us · at the same time, the dogs ' all around the village set up a fearful baying. Our Indian INDIAN ALARMS. 379 guide walked toward the lodge of the chief. Here we dismounted; and loosening the trail-ropes from our horses' necks, held them securely, and sat down before the entrance, with our rifles laid across our laps. The chief came out and shook us by the hand. He was a mean-looking fellow, very tall, thinvisaged, and sinewy, like the rest of the nation, and with scarcely a vestige of clothing. We had not been seated half a minute before a multitude of Indians came crowding around us from every part of the village, and we were shut in by a dense wall of savage faces. Some of the Indians crouched around us on the ground ; others again sat behind them ; others, stooping, looked over th.eir heads; while many more stood crowded behind, stretching themselves upward, and peering over each other's shoulders, to get a view of us. I 1 ooked in vain among this multitude of faces to discover one manly or generous expression; all were wolfish, sinister, and malignant, and their complexions, as well as their features, unlike those of the Dahcotah, were exceedingly bad. The chief, who sat close to the entrance, called to a squaw within the lodge, who soon came out and placed a wooden bowl of meat before us. To our surprise, however, no pipe was offered. Having tasted of the meat as a matter of form, I began to open a bundle of presents, tobacco, knives, vermilion, and other articles which I had brought with me. At this there was a grin on every countenance in the rapacious crowd ; their eyes began to glitter, and long thin arms were eagerly stretched toward us on all sides to receive the gifts. The Arapahoes set great valoo upon their shields, which they transmit carefully from father to son. I wished to get one of them; and displaying a large piece of scarlet cloth, together |