A significant note of warning was found here in the shape of fragments of the unfortunate _No-Name_ mixed up with the driftwood, fully two hundred miles below the falls where the wreck occurred.
The precipices surrounding us had now reached truly magnificent proportions, one section near our camp springing almost vertically to a height of 2800 or 3000 feet.

On the dizzy summit we could discern what had the appearance of an old-fashioned log-cabin, and from this we called it "Log-cabin Cliff." The cabin was in reality a butte of shale, as we could see by means of our glasses, and of course of far greater size than a real cabin, but from below the illusion was complete.

At this camp, No.

40, we remained the next day, Prof.wishing to make some investigations.

He and Jones crossed to the other side and went down on foot two or three miles; then returning he went up some distance, while the rest of us mended our clothes, worked up notes, and did a score of little duties that had been neglected in the river work.