One night I made camp near the little town…
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le there that a horse answering my
description was seen the day before entering a
large canyon north of the place. It being late
and a drizzling rain falling, I was advised to
remain over to next morning, which I did. I
started out next morning and soon was on the
trail. Ascending one of the mountains I halted
to drink water, there being a little gathered in
one of the hoof prints I had been following. In
stopping to drink I discovered particles of gold,
evidently washed down from an exposed rock
projecting tv/o feet above the hoof-print. I did
not stop, feeling satisfied that I would soon
have my horse. Crossing the mountain I was
soon at the famous Maxwell land grant, and
encountering several mining camps, no one could
give me information of my horse. Then I gave
up the chase, having lost all traces. Descending
one of the lofty peaks I was soon inclosed in a
beautiful canyon which let out to Ute creek.