ONE LIVING ONE DEAD 



War. He was a Lieutenant of the United 

 States Army; had recently returned from 

 commanding and guiding an expedition 

 of exploration to and among the Moki 

 and Navajo Indians and in and through 

 those then little known regions of the ter- 

 ritory lying between the Rocky Moun- 

 tains and the high Sierras or Coast 

 Range. He told of trees of stone, of 

 their beautiful color and how hard the 

 stone was, and of arrowheads being made 

 from it, and of the ugly and painful 

 wounds which they inflicted, even caus- 

 ing death in many cases. This much I 

 well remember: his narrative made a 

 deep impression on me. He also told of 

 the hardships in passing through so deso- 

 late a country; in fact, he told enough 

 to thoroughly arouse in me as a child a 

 desire to go some day and see for myself 

 this Wonderland. 



Later in life I sought out other re- 

 ports of this country and read them 



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