- pany Big White and speak for him to the great white
father at Washington.
With a farewell volley and a cheer the boats entered the current. The Indians had crowded to watch them leave.
"A month more, lads, an' we'll be in St. Louis," jubilated Pat. "Barrin' accident, we're good for sixty miles a day."
Fort Mandan, opposite, was passed; but only a few pickets, and one cabin, were standing. All the rest had been burned in a timber fire. Three traders were met, coming up-river. Two of them were the same who had been at the Mandan town in the winter of 1804. They said that the Sioux were on the war-path against the Mandans and Minnetarees—had already set out, 700 warriors.
"Do not tell Sha-ha-ka," ordered Captain Lewis, to Jessaume. "He would wish to turn back."
This same day the Arikara villages were reached. Some Cheyennes were here, too. Captain Clark held a council with both tribes. They all were very friendly. Big White addressed them, and they listened. They were willing to be at peace with the Mandans and Minnetarees. The Arikaras said that they had refused to join the Sioux, on the war-path. They wished to send more chiefs to the great white father at Washington, but were waiting until Brave Raven, who had gone down on the barge last year, came back with the white father's words. The Cheyennes said that they
