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der the lead of P. R. Dotson, United States Marshal for the Territory. Your correspondent had little time for preparation. A pair of blankels, half a dozen biscuits and his portfolio constituted the outfit with which I mounted my Indian pony at about noon and started to cross Wasatch Mountains which still separated us from Salt Lake. Crossing high ridges and passing through an occasional narrow gorge in the hills, we reached Yellow Creek, nine miles from Bear River. Here we met a Gentile wagon-train going east from the Valley. Among the parly was Bovier, to whose case I referred in a former letter. The reader will remember that when he left Salt Lake some time ago, his wife was forcibly detained, and that Bovier went into the Valley with an express from the Governor a week or two ago with the purpose of endeavoring to hear something of her. He learned that she had been carried southward to Provo, whither he followed and brought her out, although not without having been frequently threatened with violence and death. When we met him he was on his way to tne States with her, both of them declaring that they had lived in "Zlon" quite as long as was congenial. Bovier stated that he was robbed of his horse the night before he left Provo. Proceeding westward from Yellow Creek a few miles we passed Cache Cave, a singular formation, perched high up on the hill side to the north of the road. The Cave is a great cavity fifieen feet wide and twenty deep, scooped out of a soft sandstone rock, and so high th&t we were able to ride into it on horseback. It is perfectly dry and would afford most comfortable shelter for fifty men during a storm. In shape it is not uniike a great oven, swelling in width a little back of its entrance.

We entered the celebrated Echo Canon 17 miles from Bear River. It la at this point that the traveler fairly strikes the passes of the Wasatch range, and enters upon the most beautiful and sublimest scenery to be found between the Missouri and the Valley of Great Salt Lake. Echo Canon, at its eastern extremity, is a pretty valley, from 150 to 250 yards in widrg -- as well as I could estimate it oo inclosed by steep rocky hills on either side, their summit crowned with scattering dwarfed cedars. This valley is plentifully watered throughout its entire length by Echo Canyon Creek, fed by numerous springs of delightful water trickling from the hills, generally on the south side of the road, and emptying at its western extremity into the Weber River. If I mlstake not, the popular idea of this canyon at the East is, that it is a great rocky gorge, with perpendicular walls on either side, and so narrow that a stone dropped from the cliff on either side, must necessarily fall at the feet of the traveler passing along the road. Nothing could be further from the truth. At no single point of the canyon does this description hold good. The mountains on one side or the other have a slope, though exceedingly steep as a general rule, from one end of the pass to the other. Occaisonally there is a point where the road and the creek, with its luxurient fringe of young willows -- close us a Mexican chapparal -- occupies the entire width of the valley, -- but generally the valley will measure from fifty to one hundred yards from the base of one hill to that of the elevation on the opposite side. The mountain elevations are irregular, crossed occasionally by great ravines, sloping rapodly towards the creek from points of the ridges lying perhaps half a mile further back than those which directly overlook the valley. These ravines, as a general thing, form available though rugged and arduous avenues, by which pedestrians may reach the heights on either hand. Generally they would be found altogether impassable for horsemen, although once in a while paths can be found by which cavalry could slowly ascend to the summit and flank the road upon the crests of the hills the country is comparatively smooth, so that troops of any description could traverse them with little difficulty, after once gaining the heights.

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