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Show 198 FORTY YEARS AMONG THE INDIANS. ing Indian moccasins. I was feeling well and in good trim, so I had but little fears of making the distance in time. After traveling a short distance I heard a wagon approaching. On looking around I recognized a gentle-man who had always professed great friendship and interest in my labors among the Indians. It occurred to me that I would see if he would ask me to ride without my making the request. He drove by without turning his head. I made up my mind that although he was driving a nice fine traveling team, to beat him into the station. This I did. He drove quite fast, but I kept in sight of him all the way, passing the team about a mile before reaching the station. As I went by he spoke to me, saying he had not recognized me before. I replied that I was in a hurry and could not stop. One of his horses suddenly failed, causing them to halt. This friend (?) probably never passed a footman afterwards without thinking of the circumstance. The reader will now have to make a little allow-ance, as I am writing entirely from memory, and there was so much crowding upon me at this time, I will have to go ahead and write as it comes to my mind, regard-less of dates. I have heretofore been able to place inci-dents in regular order tolerably well ; possibly I m- ay, in writing the next few months' history, get a little mixed as to which first occurred, but not as to facts. Soon after my arrival in Salt Lake City I called on Governor Woods and told him something about the con-dition of affairs at the Uintah agency, informing him that, owing to the fact that there was no flour or other provi-sions at the agency, it was the intention of the Indians to leave there. Mr. Woods agreed to assist me in bring- |