No one offered to accept the position of advance messengers.

Finally Mr.
Bennett said he knew one man well enough to know that he would come back if he lived, and he was sure he would push his way through.

"I will take Lewis (myself) if he will consent to go." I consented, though I knew it was a hazardous journey, exposed to all sorts of things, Indians, climate and probable lack of water, but I thought I could do it and would not refuse.

John Rogers a large strong Tennessee, man was then chosen as the other one and he consented also.
Now preparations began, Mr.Arcane killed the ox which had so nearly failed, and all the men went to drying and preparing meat.

Others made us some new mocassins out of rawhide, and the women made us each a knapsack.
Our meat was closely packed, and one can form an idea how poor our cattle were from the fact that John and I actually packed seven-eighths of all the flesh of an ox into our knapsacks and carried it away.