Its banks were green, and there were grassy valleys running from it various directions, into the heart of the rugged mountains, with herds of buffalo quietly grazing.

The hunters sallied forth with keen alacrity, and soon returned laden with provisions.
In this part of the mountains Mr.Hunt met with three different kinds of gooseberries.

The common purple, on a low and very thorny bush; a yellow kind, of an excellent flavor, growing on a stock free from thorns; and a deep purple, of the size and taste of our winter grape, with a thorny stalk.

There were also three kinds of currants, one very large and well tasted, of a purple color, and growing on a bush eight or nine feet high.

Another of a yellow color, and of the size and taste of the large red currant, the bush four or five feet high; and the third a beautiful scarlet, resembling the strawberry in sweetness, though rather insipid, and growing on a low bush.
On the 17th they continued down the course of the river, making fifteen miles to the southwest.