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ceeded in reaching her side, and there found Sumner and Dunn 
clinging. When quiet water was again entered they attempted 
to right the crafty and in doing this Dunn lost his hold and 
went under, though at the critical moment, as he came up, 
Sumner succeeded in grasping him and drawing him to the 
boat. By this time, they had drifted a long way down and saw 
another rapid approaching. By swimming desperately, they 
avoided being carried into this in their awkward plight, and, 
towing the boat after them, landed none too soon on a pile of 
driftwood on the bank. A gun, some barometers, and other 
articles that were in the open compartment, were lost, though 
one roll of blankets had been caught and saved by Powell as it 
drifted by. Building a large fire on the shore, they dried their 
clothing, while out of one of the logs they manufactured much- 
needed oars. 
Fortified by these, they ran several bad rapids the following 
day. In one, Bradley was knocked overboard, but, his foot 
catching under the seat, he was dragged head down through 
the water till the worst of the fall was passed, when one of the 
other men managed to haul him in. Just below this, they 
emerged again into an expansion of the walls, leaving the 
ninety-seven miles of Desolation behind. But another mile 
brought the rocks back once more, and the thirty-six miles of 
Gray Canyon must be passed before they came to Gunnison 
Valley. Beyond this, walls of sandstone about one thousand 
feet high hemmed the river in for some sixty miles, but the 
stream was not dangerous and the party moved on quickly, 
though the absence of rapids and swift water made rowing 
obligatory. At the foot of this gorge, called from its wind¬ 
ing character, Labyrinth Canyon, there was a brief expansion 
before the next walls closed upon them. These were closer 
than any seen above, but the river, though swift, had no dan¬ 
gerous element, so that progress was safe and easy, and in a 
trifle over forty miles they came to the mouth of a river almost 
as large as the Green, flowing in a canyon of similar depth and 
character. This was Grand River. At last they had reached 
the place where these two streams unite, thirteen hundred feet 
below the surrounding country ; the mysterious Junction which. 
