Two young men came out here from Chicago, on foot, last fall.

They got here the evening of the second day; and, even with a lady in your party, you could go on horseback in less time than that.

The only thing is to be sure and get on the great track that the Sauks have made, in going every year from the Mississippi to Canada, to receive their presents from the British Indian Agent." The following morning, which was a bright and lovely one for that season of the year, we took leave of Mr.and Mrs.Dixon, in high spirits.

We travelled for the first few miles along the beautiful, undulating banks of the Rock River, always in an easterly direction, keeping the beaten path, or rather road, which led to Fort Clark, or Peoria.

The Sauk trail, we had been told, would cross this road at the distance of about six miles.
After having travelled, as we judged, fully that distance, we came upon a trail bearing northeast, and a consultation was held as to the probability of its being the one we were in search of.
Mr.Kinzie was of opinion that it tended too much to the north, and was, moreover, too faint and obscure for a trail so much used, and by so large a body of Indians in their annual journeys.
Plante was positive as to its being the very spot where he and "Piche" in their journey to Port Winnebago, the year before, struck into the great road.