Uinta Utes, Saiar’s Home. 
Photograph by J. K. Hillers, U. S. Geol. Survey. 
their winter haunt. Here also were the lodges of Mr. Robinson, a 
trader, who usually stations himself here to traffic with the Indians 
and white trappers. His skin lodge was his warehouse, and buffalo 
robes spread on the ground his counter, on which he displayed his 
butcher knives, hatchets, powder, lead, fish-hooks, and whiskey. In 
exchange for these articles he received beaver skins from trappers, 
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to the starting-point. This was, possibly, the expedition which 
was wrecked in Lodore, after Ashley’s Red Canyon trip. I 
have not succeeded in finding any other account that would fit 
that place. Arriving at Fort Davy Crockett, in Brown’s Park, 
he describes it as 
“ a hollow square of one-storey log cabins, with roofs and floor of 
mud. Around these we found the conical skin lodges of the squaws 
of the white trappers who were away on their fall hunt, and also the 
lodges of a few Snake Indians who had preceded their tribe to this 
