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as it emerges from the hills, thence curving North, No. East, East, and round past us here. After crossing this we turned our course from West to No. West, and after six miles over high bare, dog town, gypsum prairie struck "Stinking Creek." You can smell the sulphur some distance before reaching the water. The stream is evidently from unfailing springs which at the most remote points are sweet, (we crossed some of the spring branches in that Valley, June 30th) but become so strongly impregnated with Sulphur before the stream gets to be of any size that it may be considered as almost useless.

    Beyond Stinking Creek we had a ride of ten miles across a most barren region, devoid of all interest and then reached Rainy Mountain Creek.   It rises around a single redish hill in the prairie not over 600 ft high, standing alone, rather at the N. W. corner of the Mts., and surrounded by considerable timber, Rainy Mt.- and the creek is circuitous and little else than a prairie drain, altho' a pretty good line of timber marks its course.    At the mouth of this stream, on the Washita we found the Yappar