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The Life of Kit Carson - Hunter, Trapper, Guide, Indian Agent and Colonel U.S.A. by Edward S. (Edward Sylvester) Ellis
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were not recovered for several hours. One of the men lost his way
and was forced to spend the night on the open prairie. At midnight
it began to rain, and then the exceedingly unpleasant discovery was
made that the tents on which the explorers relied for protection
and shelter were so thin that they were drenched as if the water
came through a sieve.

The morning, however, brought clear weather and bright sunlight, and
all were in high spirits. The scenery for a time was of a pleasing
and picturesque character, and they pushed contentedly forward,
until they arrived at the ford of the Kansas, one hundred miles
from the point where it emptied into the Missouri.

The stream was found so swollen from recent rains that it could
not be forded. Accordingly several of the mounted men forced their
animals into the stream and swam them across to serve as guides
for the rest. They succeeded quite well, excepting the oxen, which,
after floundering awhile, landed on the same side from which they
started. The following morning they succeeded in crossing.

Among the useful articles with which Fremont had provided himself,
was an India rubber boat, twenty feet long and five feet wide.
This was very buoyant and the carts and baggage were carried over
piecemeal in it, with the exception of the last two carts. Laden
with these the boat left the shore but had not gone far when the
man at the helm, who was exceedingly nervous, managed to capsize
the craft, with all its precious cargo. The hunters were so dismayed
over the prospect of losing their stores that nearly all plunged
into the stream and made frantic efforts to save what they could.
Several did not stop to remember that they could not swim, so that
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