and the fierce current immediately swept her, stern foremost, into the bank and broke the rudder.  After much labour the Bruja was finally again placed in the stream, where they waited for slack water, expecting then to ship the rudder.  “But in the Rio Colorado,” he declares with italics, “There is no such thing as slack water.  Before the ebb has finished running the flood commences, boiling up full eighteen inches above the surface and roaring like the rapids of Canada.”  Had he known what we now know he might have found a simile nearer his position at the moment.  Finding he could make no further progress with the a schooner, he took a small boat and continued his voyage in it, though not for any great distance, as he returned to the vessel at night.  Five or six thousand Yumas were seen, but they were entirely friendly.  He thought the mouth of the Gila was below his stranded vessel, but he was mistaken in this, for it was in reality a great many miles farther up.  What he took for the Gila was the main Colorado itself, and what he thought was the Colorado was only a bayou or flood-water channel.  It being midsummer the river was at flood.  The bayou is still called the False or Hardy’s Colorado.

* “It is perhaps this very long and formidable range of mountains,” says Pattie, “which has caused that this country of Red River has not been more explored,” p. 98.

After eight days of waiting they at last got their rudder shipped, the vessel on the tide, and went back down the stream, one of the Yuma women swimming after them till taken on board.  She was landed at the first opportunity.  The interpreter told Hardy his was the first vessel that had ever visited the river, and that they took it for a large bird.  The lieutenant was evidently not posted on the history of the region, and the Yuma was excusable for not having a memory that went back eighty years.* Hardy gave some of the names that still hold on that part of the river, like Howard’s Reach, where his Bruja was stranded, Montague and Gore Islands, etc.

* Fernando Consag entered the river, 1746, looking for mission sites, and two centuries before that was Alarcon.

The same month that Hardy sailed away from the mouth of the Colorado, August, 1826, Jedediah Smith started from Salt Lake (the 22d), passed south by Ashley’s or Utah Lake, and, keeping down the west side of the Wasatch and the High Plateaus, reached the Virgen River near the south-western corner of Utah.  This he called Adams River in honour of the President of the United States.  Following it south-west through the Pai Ute country for twelve days he came to its junction with what he called the Seedskeedee, knowing it to be the same stream so called in the north.  This was the Colorado.  Proceeding down the Colorado to the Mohaves he was kindly received by them and remained some time recuperating his stock.  It may seem strange that the Mohaves should be so perverse,