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den Canon, with high, perpendicular walls, 

 rushing river, and wood-clad corners, is one of 

 the most picturesque spots in northern Utah. 

 At one point a stream of water gushes out of the 

 rocks several hundred feet above the river and 

 is lost in mist. 



But the canon is too near civilization to be 

 permitted to retain its wild and primitive natu- 

 ral beauty undefiled. Painted and plastered 

 over the walls of Ogden Canon one's eye meets 

 such legends as, "Use Pillbox's Sure Cure Rem- 

 edies;" "Walkfast shoes give comfort;" "For 

 elegance of form, wear Madam Fuzzyhead's 

 Corsets;" "Learn to dance at Professor Little- 

 wit's Academy," and so on, ad infinitum. 



Ogden River, a turbulent, beautiful trout 

 stream, pours down through the canon and 

 westward, to empty its waters into Great Salt 

 Lake. It was on the banks of this river that one 

 of Captain Bonneville's men, coming upon two 

 Shoshone Indians peacefully fishing, ruthlessly 

 and without provocation shot one of them to 

 death and threw his body into the water. It 

 was also on this river that Bonneville's party 

 fired into some peaceful Shoshones and killed 

 twenty-five of them, though the Indians had 

 offered no hostility and even after the massacre 

 made no attempt at retaliation. This was, how- 



