Early the next morning, therefore, they pushed forward with unusual alacrity.

For two days, however, did they travel without being able to find any trace of such a straggler.
On the evening of the second day, they arrived at a place where a large river came in from the east, which was renowned among all the wandering hordes of the Snake nation for its salmon fishery, that fish being taken in incredible quantities in this neighborhood.

Here, therefore, during the fishing season, the Snake Indians resort from far and near, to lay in their stock of salmon, which, with esculent roots, forms the principal food of the inhabitants of these barren regions.
On the bank of a small stream emptying into Snake River at this place, Mr.Stuart found an encampment of Shoshonies.

He made the usual inquiry of them concerning the white man of whom he had received intelligence.
No such person was dwelling among them, but they said there were white men residing with some of their nation on the opposite side of the river.

This was still more animating information.