CHAPTER XIII.

The party again shift their quarters

The river forded

Horry in the water

Mr. Sinclair's party of Indians

Deserted Indian Villages

Weber's Creek

A halt made

Cradles hollowed out

A commotion in the camp

Colonel Mason arrives on a tour of inspection

His opinions as to what Congress should do

Military deserters, and what ought to be done with them

Return of Colonel Manson's party to Sutter's Fort

Bradley accompanies it with a stock of gold

How the gold was packed, and what precautions were taken for its

security.

Weber's Creek.--_July 9th_.--A few more days' experience at the

saw-mills convinced us that much time and labour was lost in

consequence of the distance between the digging we worked at and the

water, and we therefore determined to seek a more desirable location.

Ever since we had been at the saw-mills we had heard it constantly

said, that at Weber's Creek the gold was to be found in far greater

abundance; and to Weber's Creek we determined to go. The stream thus

called is a small tributary to the northern fork of the Americans'.

We struck our tents yesterday morning, loaded our horses, and took our

departure. The river, at the fording-place, was broad and rapid, but

shallow; the principal difficulties in the ford arose from the number

of smooth round stones, covered with green rince slime, which formed

the bed of the river, and over which our horses stumbled, with a

violence which threatened to disturb the fastening of their burdens. No

disaster, however, actually occurred, except to poor Horry, whose horse

stumbled over a large boulder, and pitched its luckless rider over its

head into the water, to the undissembled delight of the entire party,

who hailed the poor sailor's discomfiture with loud bursts of laughter.

Horry made the best of his way to the farther bank, without paying any

more attention to his horse, which, however, emerged from the water,

and was on dry land as soon as Horry himself.

We now proceeded along the right bank of the North Fork, and on the

opposite side we caught a glimpse of a party of Indians at work, which

we afterwards learned were that of Mr. Sinclair. In one week this party

had gathered sixteen pounds troy of fine washed gold dust. They worked

hard, were well fed, and had liberal rations of "strong water" daily.

We rested a couple of hours at noon, in a pleasant bottom, heavily

timbered, and afterwards, striking away from the river at an acute

angle, moved leisurely on through a broken country, intersected by many

water-courses, and overgrown with dense clusters of trees.

During our afternoon march we passed several deserted Indian

villages--the round-shaped skeletons of the huts alone remaining to

mark the former settlements. Not a member of the tribe, however, was to

be seen; the beaver may build and the deer pasture hereabouts in peace.

Towards evening we entered the valley drained by the stream called

Weber's Creek. Its appearance was very beautiful, and the stream

descended along a steep rocky bed, foaming round large boulder stones,

and tumbling down low ledges of granite. The grassy slopes of the

valley are cut up in all directions with rivulets, the courses of which

are marked by luxuriant underwood, rank grass, and groves of stunted

oaks. Two or three arbours were to be seen with one or two rude-looking

tents, all with blazing fires before them. We encamped forthwith,

hoping the next day to reach a station which we could make available

for our purpose.

We were early on the move this morning, and soon saw several parties of

threes and fours washing in the bed of the river, or exploring the

mountain gorges with their shovels and mattocks. The weather was

getting oppressively hot; indeed, the further we got from the

Sacramento the hotter did it become. The sea-breeze never penetrates

here to refresh us, and, except when an occasional squall comes

sweeping down from the hills, the air is very oppressive.

We travelled but slowly, still in an hour or so we reached a station,

about fifteen miles as the crow flies, or about twenty by the windings

of the stream, from the point of its junction with the Americanos,

where we determined to try our luck. There was quite a camp here--not

to the same extent as the Mormon diggings, but still the washers were

numerous, and the larger part of them were Indians. Some few worked in

the bed of the river, but the great majority were engaged in the

ravines leading up the mountains. The greatest quantity of gold dust

was found in the former, while the latter yielded the best specimens of

lump and scale gold. We were told that, though the side gullies were

very rich, yet they were more uncertain than the main stream. Lumps of

gold, weighing several ounces, were continually met with, but a morning

was often wasted and nothing found; whereas, if a man stuck to the main

stream, and washed all day long, he was sure of his ounce or couple of

ounces of gold. For these reasons we determined to stand by the river.

Our first business was to see if we could manage to construct a couple

of cradles. At a large store here we met with some pine planks, but the

figure was most exorbitant. Taking a hint from what we had noticed

among the Indians at the saw-mills, we determined to fell a couple of

stout trees, and hollow them out so as to serve our purpose. We

obtained the assistance of a man here, a ship's carpenter, and a most

civil obliging sort of fellow, who gave us a day's help for thirty

dollars. He superintended the felling of the trees, and then put us in

the way of proceeding with the work. We found the toil sufficiently

severe, and began to feel the heat, as I thought, to a far greater

extent than was the case in the lower part of the country.

_July 8th_.--Yesterday we were employed, from early in the morning till

beyond noon, in trimming and hollowing out our cradles. While we were

seated together outside the tent enjoying a few whiffs of our pipes and

cigars, after a famous dinner of smoking-hot steaks and frijoles, we

saw the camp below was all in commotion. People were running out of

their tents, and shouting to their neighbours, and gradually a little

crowd was formed round a group of horsemen, who were just then brought

to a halt. That same feeling of curiosity which gets together a London

crowd to see the lion on the top of Northumberland House wag his tail,

caused us to make our way, with the rest of the gapers, down to

Bennett's shanty, against which all this bustle appeared to be going

on. As soon as Bradley and myself could force our way a little through

the crowd, we recognised in a moment the features of Colonel Mason. The

Colonel, who wore an undress military uniform, had just dismounted from

his horse, with the intention, it appeared, of walking through the

diggings. In a couple of minutes' time my friend Lieutenant Sherman

came up, and we were soon engaged in an animated conversation in

reference to the gold district. The fact was, the Governor was on a

tour of inspection for the purpose of making a report to the Cabinet at

Washington. I took care to thank Lieutenant Sherman for his letter of

introduction to Captain Sutter, and to explain to him the friendly

manner in which Captain Sutter received me. I then joined in the

conversation being carried on with Colonel Mason, who was giving his

opinion as to what the Government would do with respect to the gold

placer. The Colonel was very guarded in his statements. He, however,

hinted that he thought it would be politic for Congress to send over

proper officers and workmen, and at once to establish a mint at some

convenient point on the coast. He fully admitted the difficulties of

keeping men to their engagements under circumstances like the present;

but said some steps must be taken to check the system of desertions on

the part of the troops quartered at Monterey and San Francisco. The pay

of the soldiers, he considered, ought to be increased; but, without

reference to this, he told the gentlemen round him that, as good

citizens, they were bound to lend their utmost endeavours to secure in

safe custody all known deserters--men who had abandoned their flag and

exposed the country to danger, that they might live in a state of

drunkenness at the mines.

Colonel Mason next proceeded to visit Captain Weber's store, whither

Bradley accompanied him. On his return, Bradley informed us that the

Colonel and his escort intended to set off on their way back lo

Sutter's Fort that very afternoon, and they reckoned upon encamping

some few miles below the saw-mills that night. Bradley then took me

aside and asked me whether this would not be a good opportunity to send

our stock of gold dust down to Captain Sutter, who would, for a

reasonable commission, consign it to a merchant at Monterey on our

account. The weight of it was becoming cumbersome, and we were besides

in constant apprehension of some unfortunate accident happening to it.

Now was the time, Bradley urged, to place all we had as yet realised in

security. He knew Colonel Mason--in fact, had served under him, and

undertook, if the remainder of the party were agreeable, to carry the

gold, under the protection of Colonel Mason's escort, to Sutter's Fort.

There was something reasonable in this proposal, and Colonel Mason, on

being appealed to, said he would gladly give Mr. Bradley such

protection as his escort would afford him, and would be, moreover,

happy of his company. Our party was, therefore, summoned together, and

the whole, or nearly so, of the gold dust being produced, it was

weighed in our presence, and found to amount to twenty-seven pounds

eight ounces troy--valued at over four thousand six hundred dollars.

Bradley gave a regular receipt for this to the company, and engaged to

obtain a similar one from Captain Sutter. The gold dust was then packed

in a small portmanteau well secured by numerous cords, and firmly bound

on the pack-saddle of an extra horse, which Bradley was to ride

alongside of, the bridle of the animal being secured to his arm, and

its trail-rope made fast to the saddle of the horse which Bradley

himself rode. He was well armed with pistols and a rifle, and started

with Colonel Mason's party a couple of hours before sundown--so that

they might ford the river ere it was dusk. After accomplishing this,

they intended to ride part of the way by the light of the moon.

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