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were heavily loaded. They saw a brindle bull dog that had tired out
and lain down in the road to rest. They thought it a grizzly bear, so
halted and waited for us, as luck would have it. When we came up, we
went close and found out what it was.

John and I concluded we would take a cut off. The creek made a
long bend. It was a deep stream and sixteen feet wide, but we could
jump from a high bank to a lower one. We sailed over it anyway and
traveled down it a ways, getting out of sight of our company. We saw
Indian tracks and came upon a bunch of Indians camped in a bunch of
willows. One had a buffalo robe over his head like a woman wears a
shawl and he raised out of the bushes with his bow and arrow ready to
shoot. We clapped our chests to show we were good and walked straight
along. He then, with another, came out and talked and motioned. We
motioned and held up our fingers to show that there were lots of us
in the company and that the others had gone on around. John gave them
some fish hooks and they motioned that they knew what they were for.
As soon as we could decently, we left, but kept a watch out that they
did not shoot at us, for they will shoot as one is leaving.

The next place of importance was Salt Lake City, which was two
years old then. Each man had a five acre lot to build on then and from
the summit of the mountain we first came in view of the City, about five
or six miles off. The little adobe huts just put me in mind of muskrat
houses in a grassy valley.

We stopped there some two or three days and rested our animals,
and traded flour for cheese and milk. The mormons had no flour, but

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