fact each party thought the other was taking the more desperate chance.  By a mistake the duplicate records were wrongly divided, each party having portions of both sets.  This afterwards made gaps in the river data below the Paria as far as Catastrophe Rapid.  Powell entered the Maid of the Canyon and pulled away while the departing men stood on an overhanging crag looking on.  Both boats succeeded in going through without accident, and it was then apparent that the place was not so bad as it looked and that they had run many that were worse.  Down below it they waited for a couple of hours hoping the men would change their minds, take the Dean, and come on.  But they were never seen again by white men.  They climbed up the mighty cliffs to the summit of the Shewits Plateau, about fifty-five hundred feet, and that it is a hard climb I can testify, for I climbed down and back not far above this point.  At length they were out of the canyon, and they must have rejoiced at leaving those gloomy depths behind.  Northward they went, to a large water-pocket, a favourite camping-ground of the Shewits, a basin in the rocky channel of an intermittent stream, discharging into the Colorado.  The only story of their fate was obtained from these Utes.  Jacob Hamblin of Kanab learned it from some other Utes and afterwards got the story from them.  They received the men at their camp and gave them food.  During the night some of the band came in from the north and reported certain outrages by miners in that country.  It was at once concluded that these whites were the culprits and that they never came down the Colorado as they claimed.  In the morning, therefore, a number secreted themselves near the edge of the water-pocket.  The trail to the water leads down under a basaltic cliff perhaps thirty or forty feet high, as I remember the spot, which I visited about six years later.  As the unfortunate men turned to come up from filling their canteens, they were shot down from ambush.  In consequence I have called this the Ambush Water-pocket.* The guns, clothing, etc., were appropriated by the Shewits, and I believe it was through one of the watches that the facts first leaked out.  I have always had a lurking suspicion that the Shewits were glad of an excuse (if they had one at the time) for killing the men.  When I was there they were in an ugly mood and the night before I got to the camp my guide, a Uinkaret, and a good fellow, warned me to be constantly on my guard or they would steal all we had.  There were three of us, and probably we were among the first whites to go there.  Powell the autumn after the men were killed went to the Uinkaret Mountains, but did not continue over to the Shewits Plateau.  Thompson went there in 1872.

I have since been told that these men were killed near Mt.  Dellenbaugh, but my version is as I remember Jacob Hamblin’s statement to me in 1872.  He was the first to get the story.