Not until they had spread water upon it from the river they had named Jordan could the ploughs be used.

Such was the new Canaan, the land held in reserve by the Lord for His chosen people since the foundations of the world were laid.
Dreary though it was, they were elated.

Had not a Moses led them out of bondage up into this chamber of the mountains against the day of wrath that was to consume the Gentile world?
And would he not smite the rocks for water?
Would he not also be a Joshua to sit in judgment and divide to Israel his inheritance?
They waited not nor demurred, but fell to work.

Within a week they had explored the valley and its canons, made a road to the timber eight miles away, built a saw-pit, sawed lumber for a skiff, ploughed, planted, and irrigated half a hundred acres of the parched soil, and begun the erection of many dwellings, some of logs, some of adobes.
Ground had also been chosen and consecrated by Brigham, whereon, in due time, they would build up their temple to the God of Jacob.
Meantime, they would continue to gather out of Babylon.

During the late summer and fall many wagons arrived from the Missouri, so that by the beginning of winter their number was nearly two thousand.