Mineral Point Tribune

There is a curious district in Arizona called the Thousand Wells. It is on the western slope of Echo cliff, remarkable for the reverberation of sound. The country rock is impervious sandstone, extensively striated with deep grooves made by winter rains. Where the sand rock is friable large basins have been worn. These are so many reservoirs which are filled in the rain-time, and which supply the country with its cattle and people, through the long dry season of that climate. The great highway of travel passes through the midst of the Thousand Wells. There are no other water sources, and without these natural wells no life could exist. On the eastern slope of the range the country presents a striking contrast. Innumerable springs flow perennial. Verdure is rich, trees evergreen, fields cultivated and wigwams alive with people.