Towards evening we came close up to the foot of a range of rugged, rocky mountains, where we found water and camped for the night.

Field and I usually pitched our little muslin tent somewhere near our friends where we could sleep without fear of man or beast, for I think some one of the reds was always on guard.
All went well for four or five days, when we all got entirely out of food except a few ounces of flour which we had hidden away for a possible emergency.

During the following two days and nights all were entirely without food except the two little children, whom you no doubt remember.

We gave their mother a little flour now and then which she mixed with a little milk which one of the cows afforded, for the little ones.

These Indians did not seem to suffer for want of food; even when we were starving, they appeared happy and contented; and one young fellow would sing all day long while we were starving.