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Minor was successful in his search for their cemetery and procured specimens of 

 pottery, etc. , with all the skeletons, or remains of skeletons, he wished. 



Mr. A. M. Sanford called my attention to the existence of a detached mount- 

 ain of almost pure salt, situated on the Colorado River, i6o miles north of King- 

 man ; ninety-five per cent chloride of sodium, and five per cent alumina. It is 

 transparent like glass and print can be read through a mass a foot thick! The 

 supply is inexhaustible and eventually must become a source of great profit. 

 Mrs. Goodnow has specimens of pottery from the cliff and cave-dwellings and 

 the newly discovered city, which can be seen by any one having a curiosity. 

 While those from the last-named city exhibits most skill, there is a striking resem- 

 blance that assures one that the original inhabitants of all these towns were of 

 the same nationality. In their building operations they adapted themselves to 

 the peculiar features of that portion of the country in which they lived. Arizona 

 in truth is a wonderland ! We know comparatively little about it. If the little 

 exploration already made, brings to light so many mineralogical, geological and 

 ethnological curiosities and marvels, what may we expect when fully examined 

 and carefully studied by the scientific travelers of the world? — Manhattan {Kan.) 

 Republic. 



GEOLOGY. 



RAMBLES OF A NATURALIST AROUND KANSAS CITY.— III. 



WM. H. R. LYKINS. 



One day I sat upon an eminence overlooking the vast fertile plains of Kansas. 

 It was a lovely day in October. A mellow, golden haze filled the air, softening 

 the outlines of other hills which rose in the distance like the bold headlands of a 

 sea coast. In the valley below were cozy farm houses embowered in the varie- 

 gated foliage of fruit trees, and far away as the eye could reach lay yellow fields 

 rich with the ripened fruit of the husbandman's labor. Herds and flocks pastured 

 upon green meadows, and everywhere were men moving about like busy ants 

 intent upon garnering their winter stores. 



It was a perfect picture of the peace, prosperity and contentment of man. 

 **It is, indeed, beautiful," said a voice echoing my thoughts, and turning I saw 

 — or thought I saw, — standing beside me an aged man with a long, yellow beard 

 leaning upon a ragged staff, and, like myself, contemplating the lovely landscape. 

 **Itis, indeed, beautiful," said he, ''but it was not always thus. Listen!" he 

 continued with sudden energy, "listen and I will tell you how it was. Ages 

 upon ages ago I stood upon this spot. It was early morning and a hot mist ob- 

 scured the view, but I could hear strange animal sounds, roaring, growling, snarl- 



