merits, but the walls are not high, but when we consider the 
absolute security of the place and the immense labor of set¬ 
ting stone and mortar from below, we cannot wonder that they 
stopped never so soon. Prom the top of the wall v/e looked out 
and down, there was the deep Canoraa Valley. The cliffs abdve 
the trees slope below, and the winding thread of the Mancos 
in the green strip and the bottom. How secure; how impregnate; 
one man with loose rocks at his command could keep off the 
world. I had the feeling of being in an eagle/s nest and was 
tempted to take wing and fly, but only screamed and then 
started at the perplexing echoes. We admired the skill with 
which these fortresses were built and the hardihood, and were 
amazed that such means of defense could have been conceived 
and carried out with the nearest water far below, and only 
these great jars to contain a supply. With their fields ^and 
flocks and the supply of water within the hands of an enemy 
shows something must have perished or have crept down the cliff 
to fight or yield to the foe. They are gone now indeed and 
have been for centuries and now like vandals we invade their 
homes and sack their cities. We, at least, carry off their 
earthen jars in triumph and reprimand 7 .them for not having left 
us more gold and jewels. 
