The sand pile was renewed every time and made as high and soft as possible, and very soon all our animals were below the falls.

The little mule gave a jump when they pushed her and lighted squarely on her feet all right.

With the exception of one or two slight cuts, which bled some, the oxen were all right and we began loading them at once.
Bennett and Arcane assisted their wives down along the little narrow ledge which we used in getting up, keeping their faces toward the rocky wall, and feeling carefully for every footstep.

Thus they worked along and landed safely by the time we had the animals ready for a march.

We had passed without disaster, the obstacle we most feared, and started down the rough canon, hope revived, and we felt we should get through.
After winding around among the great boulders for a little while we came to the two horses we had left behind, both dead and near together.