The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1902-09-14

a chill that would have been worth big
money in Salt Lake. but wasn't worth
cents up there. In fact. any OF US
would have paid 20 part with that
breeze
The wagon beds were splendidly
ventilated. they would have made
good refrigerators, but they were a
fiat failure as couches for sleepy peo-
ple. and were finally abandoned for
the warmth of the camp IRE. The
wagon seats were removed from the
wagons. covered with summer lap
robes and occupied by the ladies OF
the party. The men sat around the
fire on cushions or blankets ana
smoked. Possibly they said things
about the weather, but not for publ
cation.
From Il O'Clock until ( that crowd OF
luxury-loving sybarites tasted the
delights OF an impromptu camp
without coffee. hot food, camp
blankets or cots The only real
comfort was the moonlight. None
Of the crowd ever saw as much moon
light before. few OF them ever want
10 see as much again. Some OF the
mOnOlOgues on the moon would sound
mighty funny now. but they weren
intended 20 be humorous then.
However, il was a good-natured out
nj. as sam himself remarked. There
wasn't a kicker" IN the bunch. ana
that's strange. too. when you come To
think of the opportunity for kicking.
some of us got even by snoring when
sleep overpowered US. II was report
ad-and believed-that the writer did
sage
hens out Of that valley. but that was
a minor matter compared with the
emotions that struck the snOrers when
they tried 10 rise from a fTost-bitten
couch on the ground and found them
[ selves as stiff as a board and feet fried
10 A crisp. or even near IT, because
I they had slept feet onto the fire. Also
/ the meadow larks in that region si'
up o. nights 70 sing tor was II swear =
+ al gloomy idiots who go astray IN tht
/ reservation and disturb the Inhabitants
with camp fires and violent language
+ About 4 a. m. the first sign Of dawr
came over the mountains: a pinH
fush In the sky. then shafts OF ros'
I light and almost Immediately the SUI
/ himself. cold and clammy, but still INT
/ sun. with promise OF warmth soon
And in the light OF dawn, four miles
down the valley, but in plain slgnt
was a group Of tents We knew nell
the Nytons and their Indian escort
Have YOU ever got lost in Arizona ant
run into a spring when you wer
starved for water. or lived on cold bis
cult for forty-eight hours. and strucl
chicken dinner. or drawn 10 three
card flush and filled a royal? II yo'
have, YOU know how that group O
. frost-bitten star-gazers felt when the,
saw those tents.
. 4 little blue haze OF smoke arlslnl
from the midst Of the camp meant no
coffee and fried trout and things 10
, good to talk about. An insurance pa
trol responding 20 a All alarm couldn
j have got into harness much quicke
< than our teams did. II was a ION
I four miles. but as We drew up TO tn
camp We saw an Indian girl stoopln
, over a funny little Indian fire abOv
4 which hung a coffee pot. No one els
2 was up and We made straight for tina
l. FIRE, and were talking coffee IN sig
e language most eioQuently when Matc
% Myton bobbed ont Of his tent and
b a jidy things began 20 hum aroun
e the camp.
= Trout and hot bacon. biscuits an
/ other good things hove into view. an
b We ate. how we ate, The cold OF n
h night vigil the long moonlight stun