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The Dirty Devil 
by a deep canyon-valley entering from the left at a sharp bend 
where millions of crags, pinnacles, and towers studded the sum¬ 
mit of the right-hand wall, now again thirteen hundred feet 
high. It was called 
Millecrag Bend, 
either then, or on 
the second expedi¬ 
tion. A new can¬ 
yon immediately 
formed; a narrow, 
straight canyon, 
with walls terraced 
above and vertical 
below. The 
thirteen hundred 
feet of altitude 
speedily dimin¬ 
ished and in nine 
miles the voyagers 
were at the end. 
Low walls again 
began, forming the 
head of the next 
canyon of the 
series. Presently 
they arrived at the 
mouth of a river 
flowing in from the 
right, or west. The 
pilot boat ran up 
into this stream, 
and as the water 
of the Colorado 
had been particu¬ 
larly muddy, the men were eager to discover clear, sparkling 
affluents and springs. One behind shouted, “How is she. 
Jack?” and Jack sententiously replied, “Oh, she ’s a dirty 
devil!” and by this title the river was long called, and 
The Music Temple Alcove, Glen Canyon. 
So called because the men of Powell’s first expedition 
sang in the place. On entering one finds a huge cavern. 
Here the men who were later killed by the Shewits carved 
their names. 
Photograph by E. O. Beaman, U. S.Colo. Riv. Exp. 
