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ahead of Pattie. To-day, the comfortable traveller on the rail¬ 
way, crossing the river near The Needles, has also forgotten 
these things and Lieutenant Ives as well. 
Many Cocopas, Yumas, Mohaves, and Chemehuevis were 
met with since the trip began, but there had been no trouble 
with any of them. Ives now began to inquire for a former 
guide of Whipple’s, whom he pleasantly remembered and 
whose name was Ireteba. Fortunately, he soon came across 
him and engaged his services. Ireteba was a Mohave, but 
Black Canyon — Looking Down, 
Photograph by Wheeler Exp. 
possessed one of those fine natures found in every clime and 
colour. He was always true and intelligent, and of great 
service to the expedition. The Explorei' pushed on, en¬ 
countering many difficulties, some due to the unfortunate 
timbers on the bottom, which often became wedged in rocks, 
besides increasing the draught by about six inches, a serious 
matter at this extremely low stage of water. ‘Ht is probable,” 
says Ives, ‘That there is not one season in ten when even the 
Explorer would encounter one fourth of the difficulty that she 
has during the unprecedentedly low stage of water.” At one 
rapid, after the boat by hard labour had been brought to the 
