But we at last got down and camped on some spot where we had set out twenty-five days before to seek the settlements.

Here was the same little water hole in the sand plain, and the same strong sulphur water which we had to drink the day we left.

The mule was turned loose dragging the same piece of rawhide she had attached to her when we purchased her, and she ranged and searched faithfully for food finding little except the very scattering bunches of sage brush.

She was industrious and walked around rapidly picking here and there, but at dark came into camp and lay down close to us to sleep.
There was no sign that any one had been here during our absence, and if the people had gone to hunt a way out, they must either have followed the Jayhawker's trail or some other one.

We were much afraid that they might have fallen victims to the Indians.