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Show 184 FORTY YEARS AMONG THE INDIANS. When we left camp, we had a few fish ; enough for one meal, and one small meal of crumbs and a few bits of bacon. We agreed to try and make a good drive down the river that day and not stop for dinner ; and if possible reach the road where we hoped to find the snow hard. The snow was now harder than in the mountains. We could move along slowly without tramping a road and were making very good time. About noon I became very hungry and remarked to Sessions that the man who works has a right to eat. He replied, " That's what I think." We halted, took out our little stock of food, and ate it all except the fish. About the time we had fairly started on, we dis-covered a mountain sheep on a high point of the mount-ain. Sessions grabbed his rifle, telling me to try and keep the sled in motionso as to attract its attention and he would have some meat for supper. I continued tugging at the sled, moving a few rods at a time. Bradley climbed the mountain at a rate of speed that could not well have been done by a hungry man. Still it took quite a while as it was a long way up. I could see the sheep, but Sessions kept out of its sight. He had now got well up the mountain, I heard the rifle crack and saw the sheep fall. I felt happy again and moved up to some dry cedars at the foot of the mountain and had a fire ready for a roast by the time Sessions got down the mountain with the meat. After roasting and eating what we wanted we moved on down to old Fort Duchesne, now abandoned. We cut up our meat, which was very poor, being mostly skin and bone ; jerked the flesh which was but little, boiled the bones and ate very heartily. Next morning we were both sick. I took the dog |