Several times clouds of dust could be seen coming up the road in a race for the headgate. The Bishop would stand and wave down the two competing neighbors and a 'water meeting' would be held right there in the middle of the road. Normally humble chagrin would fill the hearts of the combatants as they would decide on a course fair to all. After all, these same men at one time made up the Mountain Green Ward Bishopric. There were times when Brother Parrish would give his neighbors part of his water just because 'I would like to see those guys completely wet over just once,' he remarked with a twinkle. It was a funny thing but being kind to his neighbors and generous with his water supply never seemed to hurt his crops any. He raised eight children in pre¬tty good shape. Cottonwood Creek with its holding reservoir served to make like the meadowlark song... 'Mountain Green is a pretty little place. . ' Such it was and still is! Wallace Parrish, Logan HIGH ADVENTURE AT DEVILS GATE In the spring of 1864, 26 year old George Henry Peterson was riding a mule through Weber Canyon to his home in Morgan County. Near the Devil's Gate he was suddenly surrounded by a band of about 25 Indian warriors. Having a pretty good understanding of the Indian language, George asked the Indians what they were going to do. Their answer was that they were going to kill him. As quick as a flash he drew his 44 caliber Colt revolver from his coat and 'dropped' it on the Indian he took to be the Chief. This movement surprised the warriors so much that they left an opening in the circle they had fromed around him. He kicked the mule in the ribs and that hardy animal took off at a gallop up the road, in a shower of bullets that whizzed past George and his mount. None hit him although one bullet went through the rim of his hat. He told after that the idea of drawing the gun on the Chief came to him from reading a similar occurance in the adventures of Kit Carson in Old New Mexico. 81