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He realized that Harry Loper was but a weak tool in the hands of some one else, and many things that had seemed strange came back to Joe with a sudden rush now. He might be able to learn who it was that had such enmity against him and the circus. "Are you going to tell me?" demanded Joe. "Yes! Yes! I'll tell you everything!" was the answer. "I can't stand it any longer.
"I suppose so danger of injury, perhaps, but hardly death. I think Carfax, desperate as he was, would stop at that." "How did you find out about him and the other man?" "I'll just have time to tell you before my first act," said Joe. "It was Harry Loper who gave me the first idea. When he broke down it was because of what he had done, and on account of what Bill Carfax wanted him to do again.
After resuming our rowing, when about a mile down the river, some one called to us from the shore, and Loper himself came running down to meet us. John Hite had requested us to stop and see his brother, Cass Hite, who owned a ranch and placer working nearly opposite where Loper had halted us; so Loper crossed with us, as he was anxious to know of our passage through the canyons.
As for Loper, Larrabel, Crackaby, Stickler, and Company feeling that it would be improper to remain after the host and hostess were gone; that it would be equally wrong to offer to go with them, and quite inappropriate to witness the home-coming, they took themselves off, but each resolved to flutter unseen in the neighbourhood until he, or she, could make quite sure that the prodigal had returned.
Loper spent many hard days working his boat, with his load of provisions, back against the current, and located a few miles below the Hite ranch. We passed Loper's claim after resuming our journey the next day. His workings were a one-man proposition and very ingenious. We found a tunnel in the gravel a hundred feet above the river, and some distance back from the river bank.
Loper notified Russell, then foreman of the mine near Prescott, that the third man had been found. A meeting was arranged at Green River early in September. Boats Are Made. Three boats were made, with stout wooden frames, covered with hulls of steel plates. Each boat was decked over, fore and aft, with sheet steel covers, bolted down by means of a row of small bolts along each gunwale.
Comments were exchanged on the progress made during the forenoon and the quality of the wheat, then the tired horses were unharnessed and fed, and Farmer Loper led the way toward the house. Here on a bench by the well were all the wash-pans and wash-bowls the house afforded, and clean towels hung on the roller and on nails outside the door.
They had a delightful, though an arduous nine weeks trip. Mr. Stone secured the finest set of photographs of the Canyons as a whole that ever have been made. In another chapter, entitled "The Story of a Boat," the interesting account of the successful trip of Russell, Monett and Loper is given. Legendary lore is generally interesting.
"What do you mean, girl?" "Her name is not Mita, it is Matty," returned Hetty, with a flatness of contradiction that seemed impossible in one so naturally gentle. Mrs Twitter stood, aghast bereft of the power of speech or motion. Mrs Loper and Mrs Larrabel were similarly affected. They soon recovered, however, and exclaimed in chorus, "What can she mean?"
Mrs Twitter herself carefully avoided giving the slightest hint on the subject. "Of course," continued Mrs Loper, "I don't mean to say that people with five hundred are very poor, you know; indeed it all depends on the family. With six children like you, now, to feed and clothe and educate, and with everything so dear as it is now, I should say that five hundred was poverty."
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