That night the captain encamped upon the battle ground; the next day he resumed his toilsome peregrinations through the mountains.  For upwards of two weeks he continued his painful march; both men and horses suffering excessively at times from hunger and thirst.  At length, on the 19th of September, he reached the upper waters of Salmon River.

The weather was cold, and there were symptoms of an impending storm.  The night set in, but Buckeye, the Delaware Indian, was missing.  He had left the party early in the morning, to hunt by himself, according to his custom.  Fears were entertained lest he should lose his way and become bewildered in tempestuous weather.  These fears increased on the following morning, when a violent snow-storm came on, which soon covered the earth to the depth of several inches.  Captain Bonneville immediately encamped, and sent out scouts in every direction.  After some search Buckeye was discovered, quietly seated at a considerable distance in the rear, waiting the expected approach of the party, not knowing that they had passed, the snow having covered their trail.

On the ensuing morning they resumed their march at an early hour, but had not proceeded far when the hunters, who were beating up the country in the advance, came galloping back, making signals to encamp, and crying Indians!  Indians!

Captain Bonneville immediately struck into a skirt of wood and prepared for action.  The savages were now seen trooping over the hills in great numbers.  One of them left the main body and came forward singly, making signals of peace.  He announced them as a band of Nez Perces or Pierced-nose Indians, friendly to the whites, whereupon an invitation was returned by Captain Bonneville for them to come and encamp with him.  They halted for a short time to make their toilette, an operation as important with an Indian warrior as with a fashionable beauty.  This done, they arranged themselves in martial style, the chiefs leading the van, the braves following in a long line, painted and decorated, and topped off with fluttering plumes.  In this way they advanced, shouting and singing, firing off their fusees, and clashing their shields.  The two parties encamped hard by each other.  The Nez Perces were on a hunting expedition, but had been almost famished on their march.  They had no provisions left but a few dried salmon, yet finding the white men equally in want, they generously offered to share even this meager pittance, and frequently repeated the offer, with an earnestness that left no doubt of their sincerity.  Their generosity won the heart of Captain Bonneville, and produced the most cordial good will on the part of his men.  For two days that the parties remained in company, the most amicable intercourse prevailed, and they parted the best of friends.  Captain Bonneville detached a few men, under Mr. Cerre, an able leader, to accompany the Nez Perces on their hunting expedition, and to trade with them for meat for the winter’s supply.  After this, he proceeded down the river, about five miles below the forks, when he came to a halt on the 26th of September, to establish his winter quarters.