work. We passed up a stream to the two residences of Brigham 
Young and his thirty -five wives, but saw nothing of the inmates. 
Afterward we drove to the depot and returned to Ogden. 
Thursday night was my first in camp. Bid not sleep 
very well but think I shall like the manner of living. We 
have two meals per day, and for want of chairs stand by the 
board to eat out of tin pans. On Friday morning I took my 
sketching materials and with three companions started for the 
mountains. A mile or so brought us to the base and after an 
hour T s climb to the falls, a beautiful cascade formed by a 
little stream that leaps over the steep wall into a deep canyon 
at a visible height of about 200 feet. I made sketches with 
young Jones at my side and killed a rattlesnake with five 
rattles. Returned to camp. 
Saturday strolled out by myself toward Ogden Canyon. 
Met and killed a large rattlesnake on the upper terrace of the 
mountain. Passed up a mile into the mountain expecting to 
come down into the canyon, but found myself going up and up 
thousands of feet above the river, and as it was a long way 
back I decided to descend by a slide of loose material in a 
steep narrow rock walled gorge. As I could not see far down 
the slide, I loosened a few rocks and tumbled them in. Down 
they rushed, leaping ten, twenty, fifty feet at a bound, send- 
ing up echoes from far below. I made this descent, however, 
without much difficulty, climbing down and around the steep 
clijifs and sliding and stumbling down the streams of debris. 
