7/63 The scene was occasionally enlivened by the bright purple tints of the dogwood, blended with the browner shades of the dwarf birch, and frequently intermixed with the gay yellow flowers of the shrubby cinquefoil. With all these charms, the scene appeared desolate from the want of the human species. The stillness was so great, that even the twittering of the _whiskey-johneesh_, or cinereous crow, caused us to start. Our voyage to-day was sixteen miles on a S.W. 14_ .-- We had much rain during the night, and also in the morning, which detained us in our encampment later than usual. |