"Wugh! they have so much robes that they cannot move with them."
"Any horses?"
"Great many—good Crow horses."
"Well," said I, "I will go straightway, and you must show me the way."
"Who will go to the village of the Elk that Calls?" I asked; "I want two men."
Peterson and another volunteered to accompany me; but by this time the matter in hand had reached Sublet's ears, and he came forward and said,
"You are not going to the village of the Outlaws, Beckwourth?"
"Yes" I replied, "I am."
"Don't you know that they kill whites there?"
"Yes, I know that they have killed them."
"Well, I object to your going."
"Captain Sublet," I said, "I have promised the Indian that I will go, and go I must. There has been no trader there for a long time, and they are a rich prize."
He saw that I was resolved, and, having given me the control of affairs, he withdrew his objection and said no more.
I accordingly prepared for the journey. Ordering the horses, I packed up my goods, together with twenty gallons of whisky, and issued forth on the way to uncertain destruction, and bearing with me the means of destruction certain.
The Indian conducted me to the chief's lodge. I dismounted, my two men following my example. The chief came to us, and passed the usual compliments. He desired me to take off my packs, at which request I immediately remounted my horse.
"What is the matter?" inquired the chief.
"When I send for my friends to come and see me," I said, "I never ask them to unpack their horses or to guard them, but I have it done for them."
"You are right, my friend," said he; "it shall be done. Get off your horse, and come into my lodge."
I dismounted again, and was about to follow him. My men, who did not understand our conversation, arrested my
