Here, on the opposite bank, they saw the thirteen men of Mr.Crooks's party, who had continued up along the river.

They told Mr.Hunt, across the stream, that they had not seen Mr.Crooks, and the two men who had remained with him, since the day that he had separated from them.
The canoe proving too small, another horse was killed, and the skin of it joined to that of the first.

Night came on before the little bark had made more than two voyages.

Being badly made it was taken apart and put together again, by the light of the fire.

The night was cold; the men were weary and disheartened with such varied and incessant toil and hardship.