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day give one opportunity for study & reflection. The river is now low but the water is a pink hue from the contained sediment washed in by recent rains away up the country. Drinking from it yesterday, the taste of the clay was evident. Hapily we have a clean, running brook coming down the Kanab canon for our use. Twilight has faded into night and now I am in our tent writing by the "glimm" as the [[underlined]]"tallow drip"[[/underlined]] is often called. My [[underlined]]thumbs[[/underlined]] are improving and from present appearances I shall finish my work here sooner than I anticipated and [[underlined]]dig[[/underlined]] out, on up the canon.  If possible I wish two or three
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