I Had The Big Horn

They Urged Me To Take Up Winter Quarters At The Forks Of The Platt, Stating That If I Attempted To Advance Further Until Spring, I Would Endanger The Lives Of My Whole Party.

After An Unremitting And Severe Labour Of Two Days, We Returned To Our Old Encampment With The Loss Of Some Of My Horses, And My Men Excessively Fatigued.

The Only Very Rugged Part Of The Route Is In Crossing The Big Horn Mountain, Which Is About 30 Miles Wide.

The Snow Continues With High Winds We Remain At This Camp To Day In Consequence Of The Weather.

Snow Is So Common That I Have Omitted To Note Its Falling At Least Two Days Out Of Three.