On some heights the sarsaparilla abounded, a plant with fleshy tubercles, which formed an inextricable tangle.

The forest, with the narrow paths, was better for them.
Before sunset the little troop were about eight miles from the point of departure.

This journey had been made without accident, and even without great fatigue.

It is true, it was the first journey on the march, and no doubt the following halting places would be rougher.
By a common consent they decided to make a halt at this place.

The question then was, not to establish a real camp, but to simply organize a resting-place.