The snow was about gone.
I staid in camp to keep it till they could get through to the willows and some one to come back with the mule to carry forward the portion of meat that could not be taken at first.

We intended to dry it at the willows, and then we could carry it along as daily food over the wide plain we had yet to cross.

Having carried the meat forward, we made a rack of willows and dried it over the fire, making up a lot of moccasins for the barefooted ones while we waited.

We were over most of the rocky road, we calculated that our shoemaking would last us through.

This was a very pleasant camp.