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aProvo,-48 miles from Salt Lake City, and
the third town in size in Utah Territory, having
a population of about 5,000 souls. After leaving
the last station, off to the left, Provo Canon is
visible, with Provo or Timpanogos River flowing
through it. This river rises in the western spur
of the Uintah Mountains, flows along the southe rn part of Kainmas Prairie and then turns to the
south-west, entering what is called Provo Valley,
which lies east of the range of mountains on our
left, and finally cutting through this range into
the valley of Lake Utah. Observe, as you approach the town, how the strata of rocks in the
mountains on each side of the canon dip toward
each other. An immense body of water flows
down this river, annually-more than passes
through the river Jordan, the surplus being
taken up by evaporation or drank by the
thirsty soil. We cross the river as we approach the town, and for the first time since
leaving Salt Lake, see s mall bodies of timber,
m o st ly c ot tonwood, and a thick undergrowth of
brush, etc.
Sporting.-Between the town and lake are
low marshes and meadows which render this
place a paradise for ducks, which fact the sportsman will do well to note. The streams which
flow into the lake abound in fish, and the lake
itself is full of trout, chub, suckers, etc. It is
no unfrequent matter to catch'trout here weighing from seven to ten pounds, though from two
to five pounds is their usual weight. The trout
ascend the streams in the proper season to deposit their spawn; the suckers follow to devour
it, and sometimes they almost choke the river, so
vast are they in numbers, and are caught in
large quantities. The streams sometimes fall so
rapidly that they are left in shallow places and
die there as the water recedes. Measures should
be taken to prevent this wholesale raid on the
spawn of the trout,' or it will soon be destroyed-at least materially lessened. If the
suckers are masters of the situation, so far as the
spawn is concerned, the reverse holds true with
the trout in the lake, for there they attack the
suckers without mercy, and the old adage that
"the big fish eat the little ones," proves literally true. It is evident that the young suckers are highly relished by the larger trout in this
lake.
The town of Provo is regularly laid out, has
numerous school-houses, stores, grist-mill, tanneries, woolen factory, etc. Brigham Young has a
private residence here, which he frequently visits,
and which is occupied by one of his so-called
wives. It has finely cultivated gardens, yards,
orchards and small farms adjacent.
Springville, —53 miles from Salt Lake City.
The little town lies back under the mountains,
and will probably be the initial point of a narrow
gauge railroad to the extensive coal fields in
Strawberry Valley, some 60 miles east. This
a deep cut, we suddenly emerge into the
valley of Lake Utah, and at onc e b ecom e enchanted with the lovely view now spread out before us. T he valley, c iti es and towns we have
just left, are entirely shut out from our vision,
and, in their stead, new w ond ers invite our attentioip. There is L ak e Utah, with little village s
and settlements between i ts s h ores and the base
of the mountains, and those m ountains thousan d s of feet in height, piercing the very clouds,
around it. With an elevation about 500 feet
higher than thtat of the G r eat Salt Lake, it
lies nestled dow n among the lofty peaks, as
though i t would hide it s b e auty and shun the
gaze of the outside world. But iron arms have
forced their way through the rupgged defiles, and
now hold it in long and lasting embrace.
Henc ef ort h it will receive the homage of thousands, and become a place of wo r ship to the
multitudes who shall see in lf it and its surroundings, the Mecca of their pilgrimages-the gratificati on of their desires and the satisfaction of
every hope. This is strong language, and the
t ourist himself shall be the judge of its truthfulness. T his l ake is virtually th e h ead of the
riv er Jordan. It winds its way, like a ribbon of
silver, through the valley, passes through the
gorge we hav e en ter ed and becomes lost to view.
Down into the valley of the lake we go and arrive at
LeT ti-the n ext station, 31 mi les from the
City of the Saints. It is located on Dry Canon
Creek, though the creek fu rni s hes water sufficient to irrigate the, thrifty farms bordering the
little village. A large portion of the bottoml ands around th e lak e a re cultivated and irrigated
with the wat er that flows down the mountain
streams.
Americaun Forf,- 34 mil es from Salt Lake
City, is now reached. It is named from the
creek and canon back of the town, which has
cleft the mountains in twain, and left on their
ragged edges the marks of the heroic and victorious struggle. From this town another narrow
gauge railroad has been built up the canon to
Deer Creek, some twelve miles, to accommodate
the necessities of the mines which have been
opened there. It will be extended whenever
the increased productions of these mines shall
demand it. Of the grand scenery of this
noted canon we shall speak in another place.
The town is about six miles from the mouth
of the canon, and has every appearance of the
industry which usually characterizes Mormon
towns.
Pleasant Grove,-37 miles from the city, is
the next station. It is a thriving farming settlement, and similar to all the little villages in
the Territory. It was formerly called Battle
Creek because of a fight which early settlers had
with the Ute Indians. Leaving Pleasant Grove
we soon arrive at
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