But she crept along trusting to the rope to balance, till she was half way across, then another step or two, when calculating the distance closely she made a spring and landed on a smooth bit of sloping rock below, that led up to the highest crest of the precipice, and safely climbed to the top, safe and sound above the falls.

The mule had no shoes and it was wonderful how her little hoofs clung to the smooth rock.

We felt relieved.

We would push on and carry food to the people; we would get them through some way; there could be no more hopeless moment than the one just past, and we would save them all.
It was the work of a little while to transfer the load up the precipice, and pack the mule again, when we proceeded.

Around behind some rocks only a little distance beyond this place we found a small willow bush and enough good water for a camp.