Cement tables and benches were built, trowelled as smooth as a kitchen table. When we first moved there we used kerosene lamps for light in our cabin. To keep soft drinks and foods cold, the men hauled 400 pound blocks of ice from Ogden, then cut them into four pieces. The ice not used up immediately was stored in the ice house filled with sawdust to keep it from milting. The ice was chopped off every day to fill the coolers in the store. This ice house was built of old, discarded railroad ties, and was cool, winter and summer. Camp Gateway was an exciting place to live. Many events occurred with the highway and rail¬road tracks nearby. Earl and I always kept our robes and slippers handy at night. Many nights, when a car would crash, we would scramble out of bed, grab our slippers and robes and run to see if we could help. Sometimes we would be shaken out of our slumber by a loud crash. It seemed that people touring through were unaware of the treacherous canyon road and would take the curves too fast. Or else the driver would fall asleep at the wheel, just before rounding the curve east of the store. One night we heard a terrible crash and rushed out to assess the damage. A trucker had been to Morgan to pick up a load of cabbage. He fell asleep and rolled the truck in front of the store. The truck almost hit our cabin. Cabbages were everywhere! The driver was unhurt, just shaken up a bit. We opened the store so he could call for a wrecker. One good thing resulted from the tip-over. He gave us a good supply of cabbages which lasted us all Winter. Another time the night was shattered by a terrific crash. We jumped out of bed, grabbed our robes, and dashed for the River. Two young boys were driving up the Canyon when the driver went to sleep. Their car hit the guard rail on the side of the road. It flipped up in the air and landed on top of a big rock in the river bottom. The doors flew open and pitched the two kids into the chilling water. Both came swimming over to the bank, looking like a couple of drowned rats as they crawled up the bank. They said they didn't know if they were hurt and again MARJORIE STEPHENS SITS DEMURELY IN FRONT OF OLD GATEWAY STORE KNOWN AS 'TRAVELER'S REST' 83