If they could reconstruct that other expedition, where mothers put their babies into carts, with their meagre personal belongings, and pushed them on and on, over the hundreds and hundreds of miles of prairie, of sand, of sagebrush, up hill and down, fording streams and traveling long stretches without water under a superheated sun and burnished sky. they might have a conception of what sacrifice and suffering in travel really entailed. This expedition was in 1856, and just seventy-five per cent of those who started, reached the Mecca, and one-fourth died of the hardships and privations enroute.

In 1916 T. 1). Deutsch found a skull of a woman, in excavating for Tub Springs drainage canal. That it was of one of the Hand Cart Expedition, is probable.

Tlllv SKULL

This ruin once was the retreat

Of thought, and the mysterious seat

Of mind and soul of other age. Her generation now is dead, But one can read the silent head

Like printed page.

Within the cavern, once brain teemed With lucid light of the redeemed.

And with the profoundest self respect, Her natural impulses inclined Toward the lord of humankind --

Toward her own elect.

Mysterious motherhood is there, And love of children chastened her,

And made her life calm and serene. For they, and not for wanderlust, Part of "the Overland," she crossed

Before the "closing scene."

Within these caverns two, her eyes Looked up toward her Paradise,

Or burned with earth's eternal flame. And in the ivory cavern hung, The marvel of a human tongue