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HOT SULPHUR SPRINGS. 
“ Why, bless you, mister, that’s easy ’nough. 
I’m s’prised anybody should have any trouble 
over that. Squaws turn their toes in and white 
folks don’t. The jaunt ain’t a very likely one for 
’em to take, I allow, and none of ’em ever took 
it afore, I know; but if you jest inquire ’round 
enough, you’ll find out some white woman made 
it. You may bet your bottom ounce of dust on 
that ! ” 
They inquired, and found Mr. and Mrs. Max- 
well had just returned from there. 
At that time the springs were just as nature 
made them, and their hands were the first to 
begin a series of innovations, which have ended in 
completely changing the original aspect of the 
spot. They only made the water of the upper 
spring fall into the deep, rock-formed basin of 
the lower one, so that when it was converted into 
a bath-house, by putting a pole across it and 
covering it with canvas, shower-baths could be 
endured as well as other varieties. But recently^ 
others have erected a bath-house, supplied with 
all modern conveniences. 
Alas for the poor Utes ! They can no longer 
submerge their sick horses, pappooses, and pup- 
pies in its purifying waters ! They were said to 
hold them in great reverence as possessing pow- 
ers little less than miraculous. To judge from 
their appearance, they hold water, wherever 
