CHAPTER VII.
On to Battle--A Concert Repertory--Good-bye to Douglas Boy--The Busy, Busy Beaver--In the Embrace of the Rocks Once More--A Relic of the Cliff-Dwellers--Low Water and Hard Work--A Canyon of Desolation--Log-cabin Cliff--Rapids and Rapids and Rapids--A Horse, Whose Horse ?--Through Gray Canyon to the Rendezvous.
We were up early on the morning of August 5th prepared to leave Camp 32.

Prof.took a lunar observation, and at eight we entered the boats and turned our backs on "Fort" Robideau, the only house on or near the whole river at that time from the mouth of the Virgin, to our Camp No.

1 where we had the snow-storm, a distance of about one thousand miles.

We had vanquished many rapids and now we pushed on ready for our next battle with the river in the Canyon of Desolation, just before us.

The order of going was slightly changed in the absence of the Major, for Prof., being now in sole command, went ahead with his boat, the _Nellie Powell_, while ours, the _Emma Dean_, for the time being took second place.