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02082 5 for food. For a large part of the way down the mountain our course lay along the divide, on the north side of
the precipitous canon diacritic of the Stanislaus, and was generally west. We knew that California must lie to the west, and
that was the direction we aimed to travel. With this understanding one morning (about the 20th of Oct., 1841, 02082 6
I think it was) I started ahead of the party to try to kill some game, and became separated for 36 hours or more. Near night
I was hastening north to intersect the trail of the party going west. It was almost too dark to see a trail, when I came to
an enormous fallen tree. I tried to go around the top but it was too brushy. As I passed by the but, which seemed to tower
some twenty or more feet above my head, I was obliged to hasten on and find a secluded place to