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ly descending until we finally reached and made 

 camp on the banks of the Bonito. 



In the morning we found to our disappoint- 

 ment that the late storm had caused the river to 

 rise to such an extent that we were unable to 

 cross with the outfit. We discovered, however, 

 that the water was rapidly falling, and decided to 

 camp there a few days until we were able to make 

 the ford. On the fourth day, after finding a 

 more favorable place to cross, and the water hav- 

 ing receded several inches, we successfully made 

 the opposite bank. Two days more on the trail 

 and we pitched permanent camp in Black Canon. 

 It may be described as being hemmed in by huge 

 ridges thickly timbered running abruptly down 

 until they met a little stream that went racing 

 through its depths. There were the dark, deep, 

 silent pools that lurked in the shade, mysterious 

 and cold. There were many places in the canon 

 that the sun's rays never visited, causing the light 

 to be ever dim, hence its name Black Canon. We 

 were in need of meat again, so resolved to attend 

 to the inner man first. Hi and myself went out 

 for deer, and from their numerous tracks did not 

 expect to be gone long, nor were we. Riding 

 up a little gully as we were, Hi stopped 

 and held up two fingers, meaning two deer. Dis- 



