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in a very few hours. These signals are not often used, except by hostiles. Whereupon I deemed it much more safe for me to retreat to the timber, and hold a consultation as to future proceedings. I reached the timber on the unknown side of the valley, after nearly losing my horse in the little stream of tules & pond lillies referred to, a few rods after entering the timber I unknown amongst a band of 20 or 30 horses some unknown, some tied and others saddled, unknown, closer quarters than I wished to be, for I knew the owners were somewhere nearby and probably unknown my movements. Making a circuit to avoid them, I passed through a small neck or? thicket of willows, and was checked in my progress by a sudden "squall" from the bushes directly in front of me. I plunged my horse into the thicket determined to ascertain whether I was in the vicinity of hostile or friendly neighbors and at once found myself facing a small camp before which a fire was burning, and meat a roasting, but by far the most interesting relic of barbarism, was an Infant child lying upon its back, at the side of the camp making daylight hideous by its cries, which no doubt conveyed the joyful intelligence to its much unknown mother that it "still lived" All else in the shape of "savage humanity" had fled at my approach, and fearing an arrow or bullet from some of the surrounding timber I fled also, with all possible speed, N.? for the spurs of the Cascades about 5 m distant. At the foot of the mountains I left my horse