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Show Chapter Six There must be something I can do to these legs! I refuse to believe I'm going to sit like this the rest of my life! There are places I want to visit and people I want to meet. If I could only find a way--there must be some way. I've prayed and prayed, but it hasn't come to me yet. Papa says to be patient, the Lord works in mysterious ways. I can't argue with that, especially remembering prayer rock. . . . The weary travelers in Company Two were greeted enthusiastically by the little camp of settlers who had arrived only two weeks before as Company One. The women immediately gathered to find out more about the camp and how permanent their stay was to be there. Nettie followed them enthusiastically as they toured the area. The creek that provided water was pointed out and the stacks of logs and stakes were explained. Not wanting to be idle, the men in Company One had hauled two loads of logs to camp and sawed them into 18-inch lengths. The stakes made from the split logs were to be used by the surveyors of the proposed canal. But the real work was yet to begin. By the end of May nearly all the colonists who had accepted the call to settle the Big Horn basin arrived and the camp was moved to the head of what was to be the canal. A tent city sprang up and life took on a more settled, though rigorous |