CHAPTER XX.

Fremont succeeded, but not without much danger and suffering, in

reaching the highest peak of the Rocky Mountains, and waved over it his

country's flag, in triumph. The return trip to Fort Laramie was not

marked by any incident of special note, and Carson's services being no

longer required, he left his commander here, and set out for New Mexico.

In 1843, he married a Spanish lady, and his time was occasionally

employed by Messrs. Bent and St. Vrain, his old and tried friends.

While thus engaged at Bent's Fort, he learned that his old commander and

friend had passed two days before, on another exploring expedition, and

being naturally anxious to see again one to whom he was so strongly

attached, he started on his trail, and after following it for seventy

miles, came up with him. The meeting was mutually pleasing, but resulted

quite contrary to Carson's anticipations, for, instead of merely

meeting and parting, Fremont, anxious to regain the services of one

whose experience, judgment, and courage, had been so well tried,

persuaded him to join this second expedition, and again we find him

launched as guide and hunter.

Carson was at once despatched to the fort with directions to procure a

supply of mules which the party much needed, and to meet him with the

animals at St. Vrain's Fort. This was accomplished to Fremont's entire

satisfaction. The object of this second exploration was to connect the

survey of the previous year with those of Commander Wilkes on the

Pacific coast, but Fremont's first destination was the Great Salt Lake,

which has since become so famous in the annals of our country.

Fremont's description of this journey, and of his passage across the

lake in a frail India rubber boat, which threatened at every moment

destruction to the entire party, is so true to life, and so highly

interesting, we quote it entire. The party reached, on the 21st of

August, the Bear River, which was the principal tributary of the lake,

and from this point we quote Fremont's words:

"We were now entering a region, which for us, possessed a strange and

extraordinary interest. We were upon the waters of the famous lake

which forms a salient point among the remarkable geographical features

of the country, and around which the vague and superstitious accounts of

the trappers had thrown a delightful obscurity, which we anticipated

pleasure in dispelling, but which, in the meantime, left a crowded field

for the exercise of our imagination.

"In our occasional conversations with the few old hunters who had

visited the region, it had been a subject of frequent speculation; and

the wonders which they related were not the less agreeable because they

were highly exaggerated and impossible.

"Hitherto this lake had been seen only by trappers, who were wandering

through the country in search of new beaver streams, caring very little

for geography; its islands had never been visited; and none were to be

found who had entirely made the circuit of its shores, and no

instrumental observations, or geographical survey of any description,

had ever been made anywhere in the neighboring region. It was generally

supposed that it had no visible outlet; but, among the trappers,

including those in my own camp, were many who believed that somewhere on

its surface was a terrible whirlpool, through which its waters found

their way to the ocean by some subterranean communication. All these

things had been made a frequent subject of discussion in our desultory

conversations around the fires at night; and my own mind had become

tolerably well filled with their indefinite pictures, and insensibly

colored with their romantic descriptions, which, in the pleasure of

excitement, I was well disposed to believe, and half expected to

realize.

"In about six miles' travel from our encampment, we reached one of the

points in our journey to which we had always looked forward with great

interest--the famous Beer Springs, which, on account of the effervescing

gas and acid taste, had received their name from the voyageurs and

trappers of the country, who, in the midst of their rude and hard lives,

are fond of finding some fancied resemblance to the luxuries they rarely

have the good fortune to enjoy.

"Although somewhat disappointed in the expectations which various

descriptions had led me to form of unusual beauty of situation and

scenery, I found it altogether a place of very great interest; and a

traveler for the first time in a volcanic region remains in a constant

excitement, and at every step is arrested by something remarkable and

new. There is a confusion of interesting objects gathered together in a

small space. Around the place of encampment the Beer Springs were

numerous; but, as far as we could ascertain, were entirely confined to

that locality in the bottom. In the bed of the river, in front, for a

space of several hundred yards, they were very abundant; the

effervescing gas rising up and agitating the water in countless bubbling

columns. In the vicinity round about were numerous springs of an

entirely different and equally marked mineral character. In a rather

picturesque spot, about 1,300 yards below our encampment and immediately

on the river bank, is the most remarkable spring of the place. In an

opening on the rock, a white column of scattered water is thrown up, in

form like a _jet-d'eau_, to a variable height of about three feet, and,

though it is maintained in a constant supply, its greatest height is

attained only at regular intervals, according to the action of the force

below. It is accompanied by a subterranean noise, which, together with

the motion of the water, makes very much the impression of a steamboat

in motion; and, without knowing that it had been already previously so

called, we gave to it the name of the Steamboat Spring. The rock through

which it is forced is slightly raised in a convex manner, and gathered

at the opening into an urn-mouthed form, and is evidently formed by

continued deposition from the water, and colored bright red by oxide of

iron.

"It is a hot spring, and the water has a pungent, disagreeable metallic

taste, leaving a burning effect on the tongue. Within perhaps two yards

of the _jet-d'eau_, is a small hole of about an inch in diameter,

through which, at regular intervals, escapes a blast of hot air with a

light wreath of smoke, accompanied by a regular noise.

"As they approached the lake, they passed over a country of bold and

striking scenery, and through several 'gates,' as they called certain

narrow valleys. The 'standing rock' is a huge column, occupying the

centre of one of these passes. It fell from a height of perhaps 3,000

feet, and happened to remain in its present upright position.

"At last, on the 6th of September, the object for which their eyes had

long been straining was brought to view.

"_Sept. 6._--This time we reached the butte without any difficulty; and,

ascending to the summit, immediately at our feet beheld the object of

our anxious search, the waters of the Inland Sea, stretching in still

and solitary grandeur far beyond the limit of our vision. It was one of

the great points of the exploration; and as we looked eagerly over the

lake in the first emotions of excited pleasure, I am doubtful if the

followers of Balboa felt more enthusiasm when, from the heights of the

Andes, they saw for the first time the great Western Ocean. It was

certainly a magnificent object, and a noble _terminus_ to this part of

our expedition; and to travelers so long shut up among mountain ranges,

a sudden view over the expanse of silent waters had in it something

sublime. Several large islands raised their high rocky heads out of the

waves; but whether or not they were timbered was still left to our

imagination, as the distance was too great to determine if the dark hues

upon them were woodland or naked rock. During the day the clouds had

been gathering black over the mountains to the westward, and while we

were looking, a storm burst down with sudden fury upon the lake, and

entirely hid the islands from our view.

"On the edge of the stream a favorable spot was selected in a grove, and

felling the timber, we made a strong _corral_, or horse-pen, for the

animals, and a little fort for the people who were to remain. We were

now probably in the country of the Utah Indians, though none reside upon

the lake. The India-rubber boat was repaired with prepared cloth and

gum, and filled with air, in readiness for the next day.

"The provisions which Carson had brought with him being now exhausted,

and our stock reduced to a small quantity of roots, I determined to

retain with me only a sufficient number of men for the execution of our

design; and accordingly seven were sent back to Fort Hall, under the

guidance of François Lajeunesse, who, having been for many years a

trapper in the country, was an experienced mountaineer.

"We formed now but a small family. With Mr. Preuss and myself, Carson,

Bernier, and Basil Lajeunesse had been selected for the boat

expedition--the first ever attempted on this interior sea; and Badau,

with Derosier, and Jacob (the colored man), were to be left in charge of

the camp. We were favored with most delightful weather. To-night there

was a brilliant sunset of golden orange and green, which left the

western sky clear and beautifully pure; but clouds in the east made me

lose an occultation. The summer frogs were singing around us, and the

evening was very pleasant, with a temperature of 60°--a night of a more

southern autumn. For our supper, we had _yampah_, the most agreeably

flavored of the roots, seasoned by a small fat duck, which had come in

the way of Jacob's rifle. Around our fire to-night were many

speculations on what to-morrow would bring forth; and in our busy

conjectures we fancied that we should find every one of the large

islands a tangled wilderness of trees and shrubbery, teeming with game

of every description that the neighboring region afforded, and which the

foot of a white man or Indian had never violated. Frequently, during the

day, clouds had rested on the summits of their lofty mountains, and we

believed that we should find clear streams and springs of fresh water;

and we indulged in anticipations of the luxurious repasts with which we

were to indemnify ourselves for past privations. Neither, in our

discussions, were the whirlpool and other mysterious dangers forgotten,

which Indian and hunters' stories attributed to this unexplored lake.

The men had discovered that, instead of being strongly sewed, (like that

of the preceding year, which had so triumphantly rode the cañons of the

Upper Great Platte,) our present boat was only pasted together in a very

insecure manner, the maker having been allowed so little time in the

construction that he was obliged to crowd the labor of two months into

several days. The insecurity of the boat was sensibly felt by us; and

mingled with the enthusiasm and excitement that we all felt at the

prospect of an undertaking which had never before been accomplished, was

a certain impression of danger, sufficient to give a serious character

to our conversation. The momentary view which had been had of the lake

the day before, its great extent, and rugged islands, dimly seen amidst

the dark waters in the obscurity of the sudden storm, were well

calculated to heighten the idea of undefined danger with which the lake

was generally associated.

"_Sept. 8._--A calm, clear day, with a sunrise temperature of 41°. In

view of our present enterprise, a part of the equipment of the boat had

been made to consist of three air-tight bags, about three feet long, and

capable each of containing five gallons. These had been filled with

water the night before, and were now placed in the boat, with our

blankets and instruments, consisting of a sextant, telescope,

spy-glass, thermometer, and barometer.

"In the course of the morning we discovered that two of the cylinders

leaked so much as to require one man constantly at the bellows, to keep

them sufficiently full of air to support the boat. Although we had made

a very early start, we loitered so much on the way--stopping every now

and then, and floating silently along, to get a shot at a goose or a

duck--that it was late in the day when we reached the outlet. The river

here divided into several branches, filled with fluvials, and so very

shallow that it was with difficulty we could get the boat along, being

obliged to get out and wade. We encamped on a low point among rushes and

young willows, where there was a quantity of driftwood, which served for

our fires. The evening was mild and clear; we made a pleasant bed of the

young willows; and geese and ducks enough had been killed for an

abundant supper at night, and for breakfast next morning. The stillness

of the night was enlivened by millions of water-fowl.

"_Sept. 9._--The day was clear and calm; the thermometer at sunrise at

49°. As is usual with the trappers on the eve of any enterprise, our

people had made dreams, and theirs happened to be a bad one--one which

always preceded evil--and consequently they looked very gloomy this

morning; but we hurried through our breakfast, in order to make an early

start, and have all the day before us for our adventure. The channel in

a short distance became so shallow that our navigation was at an end,

being merely a sheet of soft mud, with a few inches of water, and

sometimes none at all, forming the low-water shore of the lake. All this

place was absolutely covered with flocks of screaming plover. We took

off our clothes, and, getting overboard, commenced dragging the

boat--making, by this operation, a very curious trail, and a very

disagreeable smell in stirring up the mud, as we sank above the knee at

every step. The water here was still fresh, with only an insipid and

disagreeable taste, probably derived from the bed of fetid mud. After

proceeding in this way about a mile, we came to a small black ridge on

the bottom, beyond which the water became suddenly salt, beginning

gradually to deepen, and the bottom was sandy and firm. It was a

remarkable division, separating the fresh water of the rivers from the

briny water of the lake, which was entirely _saturated_ with common

salt. Pushing our little vessel across the narrow boundary, we sprang

on board, and at length were afloat on the waters of the unknown sea.

"We did not steer for the mountainous islands, but directed our course

towards a lower one, which it had been decided we should first visit,

the summit of which was formed like the crater at the upper end of Bear

River valley. So long as we could touch the bottom with our paddles, we

were very gay; but gradually, as the water deepened, we became more

still in our frail batteau of gum cloth distended with air, and with

pasted seams. Although the day was very calm, there was a considerable

swell on the lake; and there were white patches of foam on the surface,

which were slowly moving to the southward, indicating the set of a

current in that direction, and recalling the recollection of the

whirlpool stories. The water continued to deepen as we advanced; the

lake becoming almost transparently clear, of an extremely beautiful

bright green color; and the spray, which was thrown into the boat and

over our clothes, was directly converted into a crust of common salt,

which covered also our hands and arms. 'Captain,' said Carson, who for

some time had been looking suspiciously at some whitening appearances

outside the nearest islands, 'what are those yonder?--won't you just

take a look with the glass?' We ceased paddling for a moment, and found

them to be the caps of the waves that were beginning to break under the

force of a strong breeze that was coming up the lake. The form of the

boat seemed to be an admirable one, and it rode on the waves like a

water bird; but, at the same time, it was extremely slow in its

progress. When we were a little more than half away across the reach,

two of the divisions between the cylinders gave way, and it required the

constant use of the bellows to keep in a sufficient quantity of air. For

a long time we scarcely seemed to approach our island, but gradually we

worked across the rougher sea of the open channel, into the smoother

water under the lee of the island, and began to discover that what we

took for a long row of pelicans, ranged on the beach, were only low

cliffs whitened with salt by the spray of the waves; and about noon we

reached the shore, the transparency of the water enabling us to see the

bottom at a considerable depth.

"The cliffs and masses of rock along the shore were whitened by an

incrustation of salt where the waves dashed up against them; and the

evaporating water, which had been left in holes and hollows on the

surface of the rocks, was covered with a crust of salt about one-eighth

of an inch in thickness.

"Carrying with us the barometer and other instruments, in the afternoon

we ascended to the highest point of the island--a bare, rocky peak, 800

feet above the lake. Standing on the summit, we enjoyed an extended view

of the lake, inclosed in a basin of rugged mountains, which sometimes

left marshy flats and extensive bottoms between them and the shore, and

in other places came directly down into the water with bold and

precipitous bluffs.

"As we looked over the vast expanse of water spread out beneath us, and

strained our eyes along the silent shores over which hung so much doubt

and uncertainty, and which were so full of interest to us, I could

hardly repress the almost irresistible desire to continue our

exploration; but the lengthening snow on the mountains was a plain

indication of the advancing season, and our frail linen boat appeared so

insecure that I was unwilling to trust our lives to the uncertainties of

the lake. I therefore unwillingly resolved to terminate our survey here,

and remain satisfied for the present with what we had been able to add

to the unknown geography of the region. We felt pleasure also in

remembering that we were the first who, in the traditionary annals of

the country, had visited the islands, and broken, with the cheerful

sound of human voices, the long solitude of the place.

"I accidentally left on the summit the brass cover to the object end of

my spy-glass; and as it will probably remain there undisturbed by

Indians, it will furnish matter of speculation to some future traveler.

In our excursions about the island, we did not meet with any kind of

animal; a magpie, and another larger bird, probably attracted by the

smoke of our fire, paid us a visit from the shore, and were the only

living things seen during our stay. The rock constituting the cliffs

along the shore where we were encamped, is a talcous rock, or steatite,

with brown spar.

"At sunset, the temperature was 70°. We had arrived just in time to

obtain a meridian altitude of the sun, and other observations were

obtained this evening, which place our camp in latitude 41° 102′ 42″,

and longitude 112° 21′ 05″ from Greenwich. From a discussion of the

barometrical observations made during our stay on the shores of the

lake, we have adopted 4,200 feet for its elevation above the Gulf of

Mexico. In the first disappointment we felt from the dissipation of our

dream of the fertile islands, I called this Disappointment Island.

"Out of the driftwood, we made ourselves pleasant little lodges, open to

the water, and, after having kindled large fires to excite the wonder of

any straggling savage on the lake shores, lay down, for the first time

in a long journey, in perfect security; no one thinking about his arms.

The evening was extremely bright and pleasant; but the wind rose during

the night, and the waves began to break heavily on the shore, making our

Island tremble. I had not expected in our inland journey to hear the

roar of an ocean surf; and the strangeness of our situation, and the

excitement we felt in the associated interests of the place, made this

one of the most interesting nights I remember during our long

expedition.

"In the morning, the surf was breaking heavily on the shore, and we were

up early. The lake was dark and agitated, and we hurried through our

scanty breakfast, and embarked--having first filled one of the buckets

with water from which it was intended to make salt. The sun had risen by

the time we were ready to start; and it was blowing a strong gale of

wind, almost directly off the shore, and raising a considerable sea, in

which our boat strained very much. It roughened as we got away from the

island, and it required all the efforts of the men to make any head

against the wind and sea; the gale rising with the sun; and there was

danger of being blown into one of the open reaches beyond the island. At

the distance of half a mile from the beach, the depth of water was

sixteen feet, with a clay bottom; but, as the working of the boat was

very severe labor, and during the operation of sounding, it was

necessary to cease paddling, during which, the boat lost considerable

way, I was unwilling to discourage the men, and reluctantly gave up my

intention of ascertaining the depth and character of the bed. There was

a general shout in the boat when we found ourselves in one fathom, and

we soon after landed on a low point of mud, where we unloaded the boat,

and carried the baggage to firmer ground."

Roughly evaporated over the fire, the five gallons of water from this

lake yielded fourteen pints of very fine-grained and very white salt, of

which the whole lake may be regarded as a saturated solution.

On the 12th they resumed their journey, returning by the same route, and

at night had a supper of sea gulls, which Carson killed near the lake.

The next day they continued up the river, hunger making them very quiet

and peaceable; and there was rarely an oath to be heard in the camp--not

even a solitary _enfant de garce_. It was time for the men with

an expected supply of provisions from Fitzpatrick to be in the

neighborhood; and the gun was fired at evening, to give notice of their

locality, but met with no response.

They killed to-day a fat young horse, purchased from the Indians, and

were very soon restored to gaiety and good humor. Fremont and Mr.

Preuss, not having yet overcome the prejudices of civilization, did not

partake, preferring to turn in supperless.

The large number of emigrants constantly encamping here, had driven the

game into the mountains, so that not an elk or antelope was seen upon

the route; but an antelope was purchased from an Indian, for a little

powder and some ball, and they camped early to enjoy an abundant supper;

which, while not yet prepared, was interrupted by the arrival of a

trapper, who startled and rejoiced all by announcing the glad news, that

Mr. Fitzpatrick was in camp a little way from them, with a plentiful

supply of provisions, flour, rice, dried meat, and even butter.

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