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in the sun, when I drank it. Many species of flowers were blooming along the snow margins among which were thousands of "spring beauties," different form our eastern species only in having a much broader leaf. I found myself becoming somewhat tired, but a mile of the hardest part of my journey was before me and I moved on. It would not do to stop long for it was already 5 o'clock.
     Picked up many fine specimens of minerals but could take only a few with me. Reached the top of the highest peak at 6 o'clock. The plains and the lake had risen like a wall as I ascended and I now had a fine view of the whole Salt Lake valley with the well defined islands and the great mountain ranges. Ogden lay at my feet and our camp was hardly visible in the distance. I stood on a ridge but a few feet wide which was notched like saw teeth and extended at almost the same elevation for a quarter of a mile or more to the northwest. Some ambitious predecessor had built two considerable piles of stones on the very summit to celebrate his triumph. I proceeded to indulge in the favorite mountain amusement of pitching them stone after stone down the steep and far reaching declivities, and watching them until they were lost to sight among the canyons or buried in the snow.
     The point where I stood is 10,000 feet above the sea level and just one vertical mile above our camp and perhaps four miles from camp horizontally to the north.
     Last night should catch me before I could get out of