138 A CALIFORNIA TRAMP. 



companions, who wore the roughest clothing. He was quite 

 voluble, though the occasional expletives showed him a little 

 profane for a Bishop. 



Cedar City boasted the only iron works in Utah ; but they 

 were a failure, as the ore could not be made to " flux," and no 

 fire clay could be found to stand the required heat. 



The expected teams having come up, we left the settlement. 

 Our road laid for a mile along the large farm which was sur- 

 rounded by a palisade of jagged cedar logs. We encamped 

 at night in a pass leading up the inner slopes of Fremont's 

 Basin, by a little spring of sulphur, which we could hardly 

 drink. The night was very cold, but with a wind-break of 

 cedar boughs and plenty of fire, we endured it until morning. 

 We reached Panther Creek at noon: the last settlement on the 

 great highway to California. 



