The Western Echo: A Description of the Western State and Territories of the United States. As Gathered in a Tour by WagonRomspert, George W.
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The Western Echo: A Description of the Western State and Territories of the United States. As Gathered in a Tour by Wagon
Romspert, George W.
West (U.S.) -- Description and travel
The next morning we went down into the park in search of a good place to
camp. In a mile or two we came to a little stream, and after following
its meanderings a few hundred yards we found it bubbling from a
beautiful spring at the foot of a high bluff. The whole surrounding was
carpeted with richest pasturage; and now having the two most necessary
elements for the forming of a first-class camp, namely, water and
pasture, we concluded to stop here while hunting through the park.
The description given us of this valley was not in the least
exaggerated; for it would be difficult to imagine a more delightful
place. One does not appreciate a pretty valley until he has climbed
around awhile among the rough, barren mountains where the wild goat
harbors; and then when he comes from the rocky cliff into an opening
like this, several miles in length and a _half mile broad_, the floor
almost level and richly carpeted, dotted here and there with little
quakenasp groves, among which the fountains head and send their crystal
streams down the pretty green slopes, he sees it in its fullness, and
justifies the name “park,” or even paradise.
We looked upon the surroundings and were delighted; and we congratulated
ourselves upon our good fortune in having the opportunity to behold this
beautiful garden of nature.
Having been warned of the Indians, our first work was to prepare a
little fort for a retreat, should it be necessary. There were several
trees that had been blown up by the roots lying close to camp; and
cutting these into logs we rolled them in shape and made quite a fort.
Will was now left here while Doc. and myself started out through the
park in search of meat for supper.
After roving around for some time, viewing the pretty valley and looking
for game, we caught sight of a herd of deer; but being too far off we
did not shoot, and disappearing in a quakenasp grove they were not seen
again.
We were already quite a distance from camp; and as the sun was fast
disappearing behind the mountains, we now felt the necessity of
retracing our steps. On nearing camp, Doc. succeeded in killing a large
jack-rabbit; and this, with some nice biscuits, was our supper.
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