“We’ll send his head to the President,” remarked Captain Lewis to Captain Clark. “No such bear as this can be found in Virginia or Kentucky.”
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THE KINGDOM OF THE “WHITE BEARS”
April was ushered in by a great thunder-storm of rain mingled with hail. That speedily cleared the river. The rotted ice went swirling down, and soon from bank to bank the Missouri was free.
“De trail is open,” said old Cruzatte.
“How far to the Rock Mountains, Pat?” asked Peter.
“Another thousand miles, I hear tell. An’ after that, another thousand miles to the big ocean.”
“How do we get over the mountains, Pat?”
Pat scratched his carroty thatch, and reflectively rubbed his stubbled chin.