The banks were still covered with heavy timber, and in some places with quite thick undergrowth.

One day we saw a black bear in the river washing himself, but he went ashore before we were near enough to get a sure shot at him.
Many deer tracks were seen along the shore, but as we saw very few of the animals themselves, they were probably night visitors.
One day we overtook some canoes containing Indians, men, women and children.

They were poling their craft around in all directions spearing fish.

They caught many large mullet and then went on shore and made camp, and the red ladies began scaling the fish.

As soon as their lords and masters had unloaded the canoes, a party started out with four of the boats, two men in a boat, to try their luck again.