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we owed the protection of our scalps to his 
vigilance. This idea of his was strengthened 
by the appearance, while we were breakfast- 
ing, of a Lemhi Indian on a beautiful pony. 
He could not or would not speak any Eng- 
lish, and Harrington conversed with him in 
the sign-language, to our great interest, as 
we had never seen it used before. 
Our journey to the Lower Geyser basin 
was unmarked by anything startling, though 
Lanahan was much discomposed one night by 
two men who had come down from the Stink- 
ing Water and camped near us. He was so 
convinced that they were in league with Har- 
rington that he “watched” the horses all night. 
At the basin we started the outfit back to Boise 
with Lanahan and Mason, and joined our fami- 
lies, who were awaiting us. We heard after- 
ward that Lanahan was a prey to the liveliest 
terrors while in the Park, and paid a man 
$10 to watch the horses the two nights before 
he got out of Harrington’s reach. We have 
never heard of Lanahan since, but his mem- 
ory will ever be green. 
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