Land of the Supai

... Cataract Creek in the Land of the Supai ... here it chatters merrily over the canyon floor ... full of music and the color of sunshine and water cress ...

Land of the Supai, tiny Havasupai Indian Reservation in one of the most attractive corners of Grand Canyon ... a doll world where a friendly tribe lives secluded and sequestered ... Red canyon walls reaching toward the blue sky and the white clouds ... within is a symphony of waterfalls of blue-green water, the gentle wind rustling the leaves of the peach trees, the laughter of children ... young ponies running in a green pasture.

Pictorial Study by . . .

Navajo Falls... white spray like small clouds of diamonds gleaming in the sunshine... towering above are the red cliffs... covered with green are the rocks over which the waters tumble... here there was no beginning... no end...

... A Supai mother and her child ...

Supai cottage . . . as much a part of the canyon as the very canyon walls . . .

Bridal Veil Falls... the fourth of the quartet whose music fills the canyon of the Supai... here there is beauty and color and peace... who could ask for more? . R. C.

AUGUST, 1941 PAGE SEVENTEEN