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contradiction, the most delicate of these regions. One is never tired of it. Hitherto, the animals of the mountains had abundantly satisfied our necessities, for the huntsmen killed no less than eighteen pieces, without counting the fowl and fish which are so plentiful in this country. The
e evening the remainder of our provisions was consumed, a buffalo chase was proposed for the following day. One of the sportsmen set out early, and at breakfast time we perceived him coining, with a round fat cow; immediately the ribs, tripes, etc., honored the fire with their presence. The rest of the day was spent in seeking fresh provisions.
The 3oth we continued our route through the valley, where a rivulet of clear water meanders. It is similar to all the other valleys west of the mountains, agreeably diversified with meadows, lakes and forests---Lite valley widens in proportion as one descends - the rocky banks disappear - the mountains decrease and appear insensibly to commingle with one another. Some are covered with forests even to their tops, others present cones, elevated ramparts, covered with rich verdure.
The 4th of October, after having traversed the great chain of mountains nineteen days in pursuit of the Blackfeet, we entered the vast plain - this ocean of prairies, inhabited by a multitude of roving savages, buried in the deepest superstition. The Blackfect, Crows, Snakes, Aricaras, Assiniboins of the Plains, the Cheyennes, Comanches, Sioux, Onialias, Otoes, Pawnees, Kansas, Souks, Iowas, etc., etc., are without pastors! We hope that divine Providence has not deferred the epoch when the darkness now overwhelming these immense regions will give place to the beneficial light of the gospel; that worthy and zealous pastors will cone to guide V the way of salvation these poor and unhappy children of the desert, who, during so many ages, have groaned under the dominion of the devil, and among Ni hom the war-song and the cry of carnage never ceased to
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