the bushes. The Captain was 

 an old acquaintance, as were 

 many of the other Indians, and 

 this time at least we were glad 

 to see him. Extending his 

 hand in greeting, with his thin- 

 lipped gash of a mouth spread 

 in his most amiable smile, he 

 inquired not after our health, 

 as you might anticipate, but if 

 we had "plenty sugar," for the 

 Captain was an inveterate beg- 

 gar. Telling him to come to 

 the camp the next morning, 

 we resumed our journey down 

 the road, as we wished to 

 camp a half mile below that 

 evening. Before we could 

 reach this point we had to 

 cross a rushing creek two or 

 three times. It was with diffi- 

 culty that we persuaded the 

 burros to make the crossing, 

 and when they did go it was 

 with a violent scramble for 

 the opposite shore. We won- 

 dered many times how our 

 plates were faring. 



Havasu, or Cataract Creek, 

 is a beautiful stream amid 

 wildly picturesque surround- 

 ings. Havasu, freely trans- 

 lated from the language of 

 these natives, signifies "blue 

 water," and when combined 

 with "pai." meaning people, 

 gives them the very poetical 

 name by which they are 

 known — the People of the 

 Blue Water — much more po- 

 etical, we think, than their 

 dirty appearance warrants. 

 Havasu Creek is formed by 

 the sudden appearance above 

 the earth of an underground 

 stream ; the exact location of 

 its emergence changing from 

 time to time, but always within 

 a small radius a short distance 

 above the village. 



Many miles above this place, 

 at a point where caves and 

 sunken rocks make an open- 

 ing, the water can be heard 

 far below the surface, rushing 

 through its underground chan- 



MOONEY FALLS IN 



HAVASU 

 CREEK 



Photo by Kolb Brothers 

 CANYON : CATARACT 



The falls are about i8o feet high and are built up by 

 mineral deposit from the water (see text, page 107) 



lOI 



