As he passed down he met men and boys coming up the slope and others moving along at the bottom of it, all going toward the interior of the island.

They had shovels or rakes or hoes upon their shoulders and he guessed that the Mormon fields were in that direction; others bore axes; and now and then wagons, many of them drawn by oxen, left the town over the road that ran near the shore of the lake.

Those whom he met stared at him curiously, much interested evidently in the appearance of a stranger.

Nathaniel paid but small heed to them.

As he entered the grove through which the councilor had guided him the night before his eagerness became almost excitement.