The Yellowstone River Is A Beautiful River

They Urged Me To Take Up Winter Quarters At The Forks Of The Platt, Stating That If I Attempted To Advance Further Until Spring, I Would Endanger The Lives Of My Whole Party.

We Continued To Move Forward Without Loss Of Time, Hoping To Be Able To Reach The Wood Described By The Indians Before All Our Horses Should Become Exhausted.

After An Unremitting And Severe Labour Of Two Days, We Returned To Our Old Encampment With The Loss Of Some Of My Horses, And My Men Excessively Fatigued.

Having Now Reached A Point Where Danger Might Be Reasonably Apprehended From Strolling War Parties Of Indians, Spies Were Kept In Advance And Strict Diligence Observed In The Duty Of Sentinels.

I Had The Big Horn River Explored From Wind River Mountain To My Place Of Embarkation.