He seemed very glad to see me, and asked me to wait a few minutes and he would go to the house with me, as his mother (Vilate Kimball) was there, also two other brothers (Charles and Solomon), and part of his own family.
After being introduced to all, we were invited to partake of a civilized meal.
I was asked a great many questions respecting my previous career and future intentions.
After remaining till sunset we returned to camp with cordial invitations to call again, which we did, during our stay on Silver Creek.
I had one fight while there, and came very near getting whipped, as my opponent was left-handed. I managed, however, with a skillful blow, to dispossess him of his "goatee."
The acquaintance formed at the Park with my relatives made a favorable impression upon me, and great inducements were held out for me to call and see my father.
My brother Charles went to Salt Lake and informed my father where I was. He immediately sent a team for me, but I declined to go. Spicer had been a friend to me, and I did not think it right to forsake an old friend for a new one. I, therefore, refused to leave him on any account until I saw his outfit safely landed in Salt Lake City, as he would have been short of help had I done so.
It took us two days to travel from the Park to Salt Lake City.
My brother remained one day after we left, as he expected to overtake us before we reached the City, and intended to prevail on me to go home with him.
He failed, however, to find us, as we went over the "Little Mountain" while he proceeded down Parley's Canyon and reached the City before we did.