It took us four hours to make a mile and a half or two miles in that dense brush, and we were nearly choked when we reached the little flat.

Here we found some water, but no one lived here.

From here we could see a large flat across a deep canon to the west, and made up our minds to try to go to it.

We went around the head of the canon, and worked through the brush and fallen timber, reaching our objective point just as night was coming on.

This flat, like the one we had left, was quite level, and contained, perhaps, nearly one hundred acres.