As I went on down I saw a very strange looking track upon the ground.

There were hand and foot prints as if a human being had crawled upon all fours.

As this track reached the valley where the sand had been clean swept by the wind, the tracks became more plain, and the sand had been blown into small hills not over three or four feet high.

I followed the track till it led to the top of one of these small hills where a small well-like hole had been dug and in this excavation was a kind of Indian mummy curled up like a dog.

He was not dead for I could see him move as he breathed, but his skin looked very much like the surface of a well dried venison ham.