This was flour that had been rescued by the former party from the wreckage of the _No-Name_, but as they could not add it to their remaining heavily laden boats, the Major had been compelled to leave it lying here.

They needed it badly enough towards the end.

It was still sweet and good, but we could not take it either.

We were so much better provisioned than the former party that it was, besides, not necessary for us, and we also left it where it was.

Our supplies were not likely to fail us at the mouth of the Uinta, and beyond that there was not yet need to worry.