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Show 312 WESTEHN WILDS. disease. They are totally devoid of skill in any respect, and when furnished with boards can not construct a shelter from the rain. Eight miles further I camped for the night ; was off, by reason of the cold, an hour before daylight, and rode into Kanab just as the first rays of sunshine were streaming over the rugged gaps of the east-ern mountains. Kanab sits back in a beautiful cove in the mountains, something like a cres-cent in shape, the mount-ain peaks east and west of the town putting out southward to the Arizona line. All the land within the cove ap-pears rich, and the town site is irri-gated from a considerable creek running out of a nar-row gulch. By direction of the first person met, I went to Ja-cob Hamlin's house, where I had two days' rest. I was most fortunate in my selection. Three of Major Powell's men were here, waiting for his arrival from Salt Lake City. Here, also, I found Mr. and Mrs. Thomson, of Major Powell's party, so altogether we had a very delightful little Gentile society in this Mormon stronghold. Hamlin, who is a Church Agent of Indian Af-fairs, struck in on the subject of Mormonism the first meal; but as I was once more in the land of beef and biscuit, hot coffee and other " THE LITTLE SAVAGES FIXED AN T7NWINKING GAZE UPON ME." |
