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' Salt Lake City, Utah, 

 '■ zt^th December. 



' Here we are, snowed up among the Mormons, 

 but hoping to get off to-morrow for 'Frisco. We 

 hear that things are pretty nearly played out, and 

 that the Gentiles are having it all their own way. 

 Our host, James T., sits gloomily by the stove as I 

 write, either thinking of taking a new wife or ponder- 

 ing as to whether he has not one too many already. 

 There is nothing here to stop for, even the theatre 

 is no longer supplied with actresses from the Prophet's 

 family, so the great fun of the thing is gone. We 

 have been down in Colorado by Denver and the 

 Colorado Springs, hunting up in the Rocky Moun- 

 tains ; and horribly cold it was ! We had very poor 

 sport, the deer being so wild as to be almost un- 

 approachable. I tried to get a shot at a mountain 

 lion, but failed, though I tracked him through the 

 snow a long way ; he must have been nearly eleven 

 feet long. We also went after big horn, but failed to 

 get one. When we return from 'Frisco we intend to 

 hunt in Colorado and Texas, and may have some 

 grand sport, though we can never expect to beat 

 what we have done already. We saw hundreds of 

 prong-horn between Cheyenne and Denver ; they 

 tried to shoot them out of the baggage car, but got 

 none. Cheyenne is a funny town of the packing- 

 case and kerosine-tin order, plumped right down in 

 the open prairie without a tree or a shrub within 

 sight. Denver is a very pleasant place, beautifully 



