Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1877-04-21
An Attelnpt ut Rescue Expected.

United States Distrlct-Attofney How
ard, of Utah, in giving m account OF
his trip with Lee, the Mormon bishop,
from Salt Lake to the field Of execution,
says: At Corn Greek Bishop Lee met u
mysterious looking mortal who was on
the way up from Beaver, and informed
the "butcher" that he had seen Al.
Zone of Lees most desperate sons) at
Beaver, day OF two before, and that the
boys expected the cold man" to arrive
Tuesday night or Wednesday morning.
This piccc of information seemed to
affect Brother Lee and the district at
torney in about the same degree, but !
think the latter gentleman exhibited his
enthusiasm in more quiet way than the
former. We took dinner at Corn Greek,
and started out about three o'clock;
made fair progress until we passed
through "Dog valley" At the southerly
end of this valley is n canyon called
"Brown's Pass,"a deep, rugged, wild
and narrow cut through rocks, around
hills and in deep ravines. At the end of
the canyon is very long, steep noun
tain, up the side Of which Il road has
been made which is called the "dug
away" We reached the bottom of this
and myself had to alight from the wagon
and take it on foot up the mountain.
As soon as we started up the hill, the
"butcher began, for the first time on
the journey, TO cough and sneeze-or
pretended TO. He kept it up necessarily
for half IN hour without minutes cessn.
ton. and coughed so loud that he could
be heard for nearly n quarter of mile.
We saw through this in moment. He
expected n rescue then and there, and it
is conceded by all who know anything of
the facts, that he was making the noise
to signal his sons, whom he expected to
meet w in that wild spot. We had
played little smart on the old fellow
and his boys. Unexpectedly, ut Corn
Creek, we changed the covered ierky for
an open lumber wagon, and I have no
doubt that they missed us by being on
the lookout for the usual white covered
conveyance. The butcher" kept up
his coughing until we reached the su IN
nit of the mountain. We got into the
wagon, and then arose one of the most.
terrific hail and wind storms that ever
saw. 1t blew and pelted lis for half m
hour most numerically. We stood it
without murmur. Old Lee covered
himself with blankets-not word from
him-not u cough or sneezo have we
heard since. The storm drove the horses
out of the road on the mountain top.
l got out, felt my way along on hands
and knees until ! found the rut. We
led the horses back into the road and
started out think it was the darkest
night 1 ever passed. We iourneyed on
to Cove Fort, twenty-four miles from
Beaver. This is stone fort built by
the church authorities to use in case of
Indian troubles. Here we stayed until
daylight. Made IN effort to telegraph
to Beaver, but found the line down.
This fact confirmed our suspicion of foul
play. We got breakfast and started out.
Had gone but a few miles when we were
met by delegation headed by Deputy
Marshal Stokes, OF Beaver, who, with
men armed to the teeth, had been sent
out to rescue us from what seemed to be
generally believed in Beaver M attack
from Lees boys. We arrived in Beaver
about two o'clock, and found the town
in state of alarm and excitement,
caused by our delay, and increased by
The fact that the telegraph would not
work.