Several years before this, she, with her two children, had accompanied her husband and some other men on an expedition to trap beavers, at the end of autumn, towards the head waters of the Columbia.  While she was seated in her hut late in the evening, one of the men staggered in desperately wounded, and had just time to tell her that her husband and the rest were murdered, when he fell dead at her feet.  She, instantly taking up her children--one a boy of six years of age, the other a little girl, an infant in arms--fled from the spot, with a horse and such articles as she could throw on its back, narrowly escaping from the savages searching for her.