422 DIARY OF JASON LEE
we could to travel the whole seven ; and to make the want of provision an excuse for disturbing- the quiet of the holy Sab- bath, and wounding the feelings of their friends, and only for three hours march, was out of the question; better say, I go, because I have a mind to go. That it was a paltry excuse and would not satisfy judicious men, much less answer at the bar of God, &c., &c., and then went away without waiting a reply, after saying, I had done what I conceived it my duty to do. I retired to my tent, and while pouring out my com- plaint before the Lord I heard the order given not to move camp.
The hunters, however, were sent out. Preached with little liberty to a small, sleepy and apparently indiferent congrega- tion. Felt thankful for the privilege of declaring God's word whether men hear or whether they forbid.
11. Messrs. Ermatinger, Edwards & M. Lane left for Fort Hall. Was convinced that our horse could not live, requested an Indian to shoot him after I should leave. I heard the re- port and was glad his misery was over. Made a long march and camped in same place where we camped going down, having- made two of our encampments, then no running water, now a large stream.
12. Slept on the same stream that we did the first night we reached the plain, after the sheep excursion.
13. On Goose Creek. Bad crossing. Antelope for supper.
14. Found the hunters at the Fountain, killed 8 antelope, a reasonable supply. Several men met us from Ft. Hall. Bad news from Mr. Grey [Gray]*, all his Indians killed and him- self wounded. For the first time eat a piece of Mountain sheep, and found it good, it resembles mutton very much.
Camped on Raft River, a few rods from where Mr. Abbot, our former companion in cattle driving and another man were killed by the Indians Snakes. They were friendly In. and probably they murdered them without their having the least previous suspicions of their intentions.
