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panions, who with [[name]] and his son completed the parti.
panions, who with [[name]] and his son completed the parti.


Joe appeared with horse, a regular Indian mustang strong & hardy as a bear, blankets and kettles, provisions, &c were piled on his back and Joe perched on the top —. Strapping my pack on my shoulders and taking up my rifle we sallied out —.[[name]] leading myself and the other Indians following in Indian file, and Joe bringing up the rear.  It was a cold clear morning. The grey of dawn just ... over the Eastern trees and lighting us over the creek or small river on the banks of which lay the encampment — The village was still as death, not a stir among the gloomy bark wigwams, from the tops of which however the white smoke was
Joe appeared with horse, a regular Indian mustang strong & hardy as a bear, blankets and kettles, provisions, &c were piled on his back and Joe perched on the top —. Strapping my pack on my shoulders and taking up my rifle we sallied out — Peshwego leading myself and the other Indians following in Indian file, and Joe bringing up the rear.  It was a cold clear morning. The grey of dawn just ... over the Eastern trees and lighting us over the creek or small river on the banks of which lay the encampment — The village was still as death, not a stir among the gloomy bark wigwams, from the tops of which however the white smoke was

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panions, who with name and his son completed the parti.

Joe appeared with horse, a regular Indian mustang strong & hardy as a bear, blankets and kettles, provisions, &c were piled on his back and Joe perched on the top —. Strapping my pack on my shoulders and taking up my rifle we sallied out — Peshwego leading myself and the other Indians following in Indian file, and Joe bringing up the rear. It was a cold clear morning. The grey of dawn just ... over the Eastern trees and lighting us over the creek or small river on the banks of which lay the encampment — The village was still as death, not a stir among the gloomy bark wigwams, from the tops of which however the white smoke was