In this frail bark, Sardepie, one of the Canadians, carried over a portion of the flesh of the horse to the famishing party on the opposite side of the river, and brought back with him Mr.Crooks and the Canadian, Le Clerc.

The forlorn and wasted looks and starving condition of these two men struck dismay to the hearts of Mr.Hunt's followers.

They had been accustomed to each other's appearance, and to the gradual operation of hunger and hardship upon their frames, but the change in the looks of these men, since last they parted, was a type of the famine and desolation of the land; and they now began to indulge the horrible presentiment that they would all starve together, or be reduced to the direful alternative of casting lots! When Mr.Crooks had appeased his hunger, he gave Mr.Hunt some account of his wayfaring.

On the side of the river along which he had kept, he had met with but few Indians, and those were too miserably poor to yield much assistance.

For the first eighteen days after leaving the Caldron Linn, he and his men had been confined to half a meal in twenty-four hours; for three days following, they had subsisted on a single beaver, a few wild cherries, and the soles of old moccasins; and for the last six days their only animal food had been the carcass of a dog.