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  Cacheing" Goods The Emigrants'' Silent Logic A Cry for Relief Two Heroic Volunteers A Perilous journey Letters to Captain Sutter Chapter IV


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  Popularity The Fatal Altercation Conflicting Statements of Survivors Snyder''s Death A Brave Girl A Primitive Trial A Court of Final Resort Verdict of Banishment A Sad Separation George


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  Cacheing" Goods The Emigrant''s Silent Logic A Cry for Relief Two Heroic Volunteers A Perilous Journey Letters to Capt


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id: 14362
title: The Way of a Man
author: Hough, Emerson
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  tall, and wide as a door, my mother said; strong as one man out of a told me she said him no many times, not liking his wild ways, so mount my horse Satan I did not know that such a man as Gordon Orme "At least, Cowles," said Colonel Sheraton, pacing a short way apart, his "We''re all right now," said old Auberry after a time. "I do not know your name, sir," she said, "but I should like my father "Sioux!" said Auberry, looking down as he leaned on his long rifle. "All right, my man," said Orme. I thought for a long time, my head between my hands, before I answered name would be shorter to sign a little at a time," she said; "but a girl "Colonel Sheraton," I said to him, "there is but one way for a man to "Ellen," said I to her, "the time has come now.


id: 19113
title: The Emigrant Trail
author: Bonner, Geraldine
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  which looked tired and a little sad, that David felt its expression The old man came running round the back of the wagon, quick and eager David''s voice exchanging a low good night with the old man, and she "Saw her come in here," thought the old man, drawing his head in, "and camp singing and for the first time that day looked at David, whose Susan saw David''s fingers feeling in the grass for her hand. stood the doctor''s tent, and as her eyes fell on it she saw Lucy''s body and light-colored eyes that searched her face with a hard look. "That''s the way they''re coming," said the voice of the strange man. The faces turned toward Courant--a white man like themselves! He laid a hand on her shoulder and looked into her face with eyes that girl said, but they saw Courant suddenly look with a changed face, its


id: 21459
title: Dick Onslow Among the Redskins
author: Kingston, William Henry Giles
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  We had encamped one night close to a wood near Little Bear Creek, which got close up to my tree--as I looked down, I saw their hideous, Indian, I saw the honest countenance of young Obed Ragget, looking I should scarcely have had time, I feared, to seize Obed''s rifle before the tent covering just above my head, and every time I looked at them I The food revived me, and I felt much better by the time my new friend''s camp just in time to scare away another party of Dacotahs, who like when the bank gave way, and bear and Indian both rolled away into the heartily on the food like a man who had fasted long, and was in no way went like a shot, leaving a red streak on the water to mark the spot. die like my poor horse, but after a time I felt better, and hope revived


id: 29543
title: Ox-Team Days on the Oregon Trail
author: Meeker, Ezra
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  Ox-Team Days on the Oregon Trail very men who had made the trip to Oregon in the old days was traversing the trail once more, moving with ox team and covered wagon from his home for the Oregon Country went by way of the Santa Fé Trail about as far as Soon after we had left the Missouri River we came to a small bridge over We camped but two days on the bank of the Columbia River. line--nearly as many miles as the Oregon Trail is long; that is, almost river, and left our boat at the Indians'' camp near the mouth. We had met on the Yakima River, at the place where the old trail crosses Just before I got to Stuck River crossing I came to a turn in the trail The journey back over the old Oregon Trail by ox team was made during my


id: 27300
title: The Young Adventurer; or, Tom''s Trip Across the Plains
author: Alger, Horatio, Jr.
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  "I shall not oppose your wishes, Tom," said Mrs. Nelson gravely, "though "That isn''t the way to look at it, mother," said Tom. "So I do," said Tom, and he began to think more favorably of the plan. "Mary," said Mark, "I am beginning to think favorably of Tom''s "I don''t know what to think about it, Tom," said his mother, in a tone "If you please," said Tom. He was lonely and thought he would like company. kept his money; but Tom only said, "That is a good place," and, turning "Tom," said Jennie, "tell me about this Mr. Graham. "I don''t know what you''ll think, Mr. Waterbury," said Tom, coloring; "I "I am sorry you are going to leave us, Tom," said Jennie; "I shall feel "You shall keep your money in your own hands," said Tom. "You are a strange boy, Tom," said Mr. Peabody.


id: 31449
title: Across the Plains to California in 1852: Journal of Mrs. Lodisa Frizzell
author: Frizell, Lodisa
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  morning, yoked up our team started on our journey [April 17--4th day], [April 19--6th day] Killed 3 squirrels traveled 22 miles encamped in a middle of the day we arived on the bank of the Mississippi opposite St. Louis, encamped in sight of several waggons which we knew from [April 30--17th day] Last night I slept but little, the indians had [May 1--18th day] Teams crossing the river all the while, but there is toward the indian encampment, we saw a little way to our left a painted [May 11--28th day] Fine morning, started out on the Plain which appeared [May 13--30th day] Started out soon this morning, passed several graves, graves to day, passed where they were burying a man, crossed the little Roads rocky & hilly, came to the river at noon [June 15--63d day], where day] Fine roads this morning, we came to the top of a hill, where we had


id: 31384
title: In the Early Days along the Overland Trail in Nebraska Territory, in 1852
author: Cole, Gilbert L.
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  the river for a long distance, my team and wagon, leading the others, no Looking out upon the long stretch of river either way were road, very tired, stopping to rest, hoping a wagon would come along to Just about this time there came into camp another lone man, This was Green River valley, and, where we made our crossing, the water camp for a day and a night, to rest and recuperate from our terrible little more than one-quarter mile from Raft River, and we lost no time Toward night we turned off into the hills and looked for water, where, By this time the rest of our train had crossed the river and were with the day and travelling at night, but we soon got enough of that way of The traveling at night was all right, but to camp all day


id: 31780
title: Journal of a Trip to California by the Overland Route Across the Plains in 1850-51
author: nan
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  Left Grand river and crossed the Great Prairie, passed some teams Passed some dead horses on the road to-day; also some graves Traveled about 25 miles to-day over a prairie country, passed Started again this morning, traveled 22 miles up the Platte river. have passed several good springs of water to-day. camp, from which crossing we will have 16 miles to travel without water We remain in camp to-day, having good grass and water. good grass all day; passed over a valley covered with wild wheat, as About five miles from our last night''s camp we crossed a mountain we reached within a few miles of the river again and camped on a bottom road leaves the river here and crosses the mountains eight miles, rough camped at night on a sand bank, put our horses across the river; grass Moved our camp up the river six miles to better grass.


id: 23066
title: The Prairie Traveler: A Hand-book for Overland Expeditions
author: Marcy, Randolph Barnes
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  Camp Creek.--Road crosses a prairie of three miles in length, 5. Small Branch.--Road passes about two miles from the old "Camp 3. Salt Creek.--Good camp; wood, water, and grass. road; good wood, water, and grass. North Platte.--Road sandy in places; no wood; good grass North Platte River.--Good road, with wood, water, and grass Good wood, water, and grass at camp. 8. On Sweet Water.--Road good; no wood; grass abundant. Muddy Creek.--Good grass, wood, and water. Bear River.--Good camps, with wood, water, and grass. Beaver Creek.--Good wood, water, and grass. Road good; water and grass plenty; no wood. Cibello River.--Good road; wood, water, and grass plenty. good camping-place, with wood, water, and grass; thence "Big Rock Creek."--At one mile the road crosses a small wooded Small Creek.--Good wood, water, and grass. crosses the river.--Good wood, water, and grass. Small Creek.--Ten miles from last camp the road passes a high


id: 13384
title: The Covered Wagon
author: Hough, Emerson
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  "Sam Woodhull, of course," said the mother, still hand over eye. Molly Wingate, the beauty from east of the river, until Will Banion came "Look, mother!" Molly Wingate pointed with kindling eye to the wagon As to the start of the great wagon train, little time, indeed, remained. MOLLY COAXES SAM WOODHULL TO LET HER RIDE BANION''S HORSE.] Wingate turned away and led the wagon train a half mile up the stream, "Come, we must go to the wagons," said Molly at length, and would have "This new man, Banion, that come in with the Missouri wagons--he taken times Banion checked, never looking at the man following, his hands at "I am no man''s prisoner, Captain Wingate," said Banion''s deep voice. "I wish them other wagons''d come," said Molly Wingate. wagons of one train, Missouri men, led by a man on a great black horse "You are a good man, James Bridger," said Molly Wingate.


id: 26858
author: Maxwell, Wm. Audley (William Audley)
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  wagons apart, and carry all down by hand, appeared for a time to be by day and in the camp at evening time; talking of the journey, of The Holloway party retired as usual for the night; Mr. and Mrs. Holloway and their child, a girl of two years, in a small tent near especially if the camp-site was a good one: wood, water and grass the wagons overtook them when it was time to make camp. along for a time with no train in sight ahead of us, we came upon Mr. Wood in a most pitiable plight, the result of an attack and slaughter, This small wagon, Mr. Wood said, had contained the family effects; and not--three men, equipped with a small wagon, covered with white of day the three men and their wagon silently stole away. the time came for making camp, a supply of water and fuel was

title:
  Crossing the Plains, Days of ''57 A Narrative of Early Emigrant Travel to California by the Ox-team Method


id: 6077
title: History of the Donner Party: A Tragedy of the Sierra
author: McGlashan, C. F. (Charles Fayette)
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  When the company had been on the desert two nights and one day, Mr. Reed volunteered to go forward, and, if possible, to discover water. Mrs. Reed and the children regarded the father''s camping-places as Mrs. Reed and her children were taken into Breen''s cabin, where, as night at Murphy''s cabin, and Mrs. Reed went there this morning to see In starting from the camps at Donner Lake, Mrs. Keseberg''s child and company with him, left Donner Lake to return to the valleys, Reed and Reed''s party encamped the first night near the upper end of Donner Lake. For some days before her death she was so weak that Mrs. George Donner and the others had to feed her as if she had been a child. On the evening of the second day after leaving Donner Lake, Reed''s party Seven of the Breens, Mary Donner, and the three children of Mr. and Mrs. Graves, made the eleven now waiting for relief at Starved Camp.


id: 11146
title: The Expedition of the Donner Party and its Tragic Fate
author: Houghton, Eliza Poor Donner
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  OF THE DEAD IN DONNER CAMP--ARRIVAL AND DEPARTURE OF FIRST RELIEF PARTY the mother of Mrs. Reed; Jacob Donner, his wife, and seven children; William Donner, my half-brother, came to camp early next morning to Five days later the Donner Party reached Fort Bridger, and were days of vain effort, the party returned to camp, and he came back to us WATCHING FOR THE SECOND RELIEF PARTY--"OLD NAVAJO"--LAST FOOD IN CAMP. WATCHING FOR THE SECOND RELIEF PARTY--"OLD NAVAJO"--LAST FOOD IN CAMP. having in charge the following refugees from Starved Camp: Mr. and Mrs. Patrick Breen and their five children; Mary Donner, Jonathan Graves, When next grandma came she took puny Georgia home with her, and left me clothes like American children''s; and that she knew her friend Mrs. Bergwald would give her a home, if grandma should send her away. "three little Donner girls" from the mountain camp, not a living being


id: 12236
author: Manly, William Lewis
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  start for that place as soon as the water-ways were thawed out, probably this long road, and brought us our good horse and our little wagon." My Next morning father and uncle took the horse and little wagon and went our party, but usually camped a little distance off, followed our trail, water, and on our way down the western side we came to a flat place of the mountain as we came over, there was little to hope for in the way The next day we reached the water holes at the place where Rogers and I no good camping place, and they saw a small fire light at a little the mountain, where they found some good water and an old Indian camp. should start off alone, he said that some fellows camped a little way We went back to camp with the little we had killed and soon got ready to

title:
  Death Valley in ''49 Important chapter of California pioneer history. The autobiography of a pioneer, detailing his life from a humble home in the Green Mountains to the gold mines of California; and particularly reciting the sufferings of the band of men, women and children who gave "Death Valley" its name


id: 13002
author: Bryant, Edwin
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  Californians, is situated about sixty miles north of the Bay of San Some time in July, a vessel arrived at San Francisco from New York, miles, over a rolling and well-watered country, covered generally with Town of San Francisco; its situation, appearance, population journey, and reached the mission of San Francisco Dolores, three miles shore of the Bay of San Francisco is about two miles distant from the large men-of-war produced an increase of the bustle in the small town. California, arrived here, having left San Francisco on the same morning early in the morning, having arrived from San Francisco last night. The skirmish took place ten miles south of San Juan, near the January, the Indians of the mission and town celebrated new-year''s day, name, about 90 miles by water south of San Francisco. the _gold region_, it is about 2050 miles--to San Francisco, 2290

title:
  What I Saw in California A Description of Its Soil, Climate, Productions, and Gold Mines, with the Best Routes and Latest Information for Intending Emigrants; to Which is Annexed an Appendix Containing Official Documents and Letters Authenticating the Accounts of the Quantities of Gold Found, with Its Actual Value Ascertained by Chemical Assay; also Late Communications Containing Accounts of the Highest Interest and Importance from the Gold Districts; with a Map


id: 38351
author: Bailey, Washington
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  We told uncle that he had instructed the men who were driving stock I went to the camp fire where the men were huddled and asked uncle where We followed the Indian trail until we came to the Elkhorn River and The night after uncle had left the camp, we were camped near the river One day when uncle and aunt rode ahead to pick out a camping place, he reach the Sweet Water River near what is now called Independence Rock The first time they holloed this, uncle Joshua Bailey said, "There! When we neared the camp, uncle Joshua holloed, "Boys, have you got ''em?" When the camp got more settled, the other men started out to look after we got to the foot of the mountain, I looked up its side and told Uncle McCosma River, to a place called Fair Play, where uncle said that he and

title:
  A Trip to California in 1853 Recollections of a Gold Seeking Trip by Ox Train across the Plains and Mountains by an Old Illinois Pioneer


id: 33450
author: Smith, Charles W.
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  Blue River, a short distance from the road, where we found wood, water miles today and stopped by a little stream called Rock Brook. Today we made some eighteen miles--passed two or three little streams, and encamped about one mile from the road, by a stream of good water. Went up by Little Blue River fifteen miles, and encamped about 4 Traveling two miles this morning, we came to another Indian encampment Going two miles this morning, we came to a little stream called the Today we moved on till we came to a little stream about four miles from This morning we drove four miles to Bear River and stopped for the day, We went up the valley this morning eight miles and crossed the stream miles; but little water, and that in springs in the mountains. This morning we went on eight miles, when we came to the river, where we

title:
  Journal of a Trip to California Across the Continent from Weston, Mo., to Weber Creek, Cal., in the Summer of 1850


id: 40467
title: Indian and Scout: A Tale of the Gold Rush to California
author: Brereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
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  ter take a look at Jack," said James, accosting his friend, and passing "Look ye here, young man," she called out at last, "ef yer want to come "You are sure it is there, ain''t yer, friends?" said the little man, "Yer ain''t got any cause ter bother," came the answer. "Yer ain''t got no cause to fret about the arm," said Tom, noticing his "Now, look ye here," cried Tom hotly, "don''t yer jest take me fer a "Good fer yer," whispered Steve, placing his lips close to Jack''s ear "Yer can take it for sartin as we''ve got ter fight it out," said Steve and Steve and Jack thar aer partners, as yer all know. Jack, reckon the time''s come fer yer anvil." Wall, seems that that same man aer the one fer whom Jack ha'' been "The gun that''s got ter do with Tusker," said Steve as Jack trotted


id: 48142
title: The Adventures of Two Alabama Boys
author: Crumpton, H. J. (Hezekiah John)
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  present value, to people who knew a good thing when they saw it--the About this time, two enterprising young men from New England started old man came out and said: "Come in now, we are going to have bright Indian girl, said in Spanish: "He is little and long with half day that the old fellow failed to furnish work. heard from a dear old mining partner, who some time previous left He turned his cold, grey eyes on me and said: "I knew old Crump--he the California brother, in which he said a young man by the name of It was an old country home, the doors wide open, good thought about it a little while and presently returned and said: army." The old man said: "Well, my son, you are dangerously near The old man said: "Now, my son, you will see nobody today.


id: 49089
title: Recollections of a Pioneer
author: Gibson, J. W. (J. Watt)
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  wagons moved forward and I rounded up the cattle and horses and forced broke camp one morning and started on a twenty mile drive, it began We reached Platte River late the same day at a point which must have the horses nor the men had tasted food or water throughout the day, miles up the American River we each took up a claim and went to work. day time when the men were out working in the diggings, but at night A little farther down the Sacramento River, while in camp one night, finally got out on the high plains with horses, cattle and men fairly Horses, men and cattle took a good rest. Men, cattle and horses all took a good long rest, but the train was When we reached Little Osage River on our way north, Price went but would remain at the camp until the cattle came up, then in place


id: 44671
title: Jack in the Rockies: A Boy''s Adventures with a Pack Train
author: Grinnell, George Bird
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  "That''s a good story, Hugh," said Jack, "but do you suppose the "Why Hugh," said Jack, "do you mean to tell me that this is old and look at the boat, Jack said to Hugh, "Well, I saw a lot of Jack sat thinking, for awhile, and then he turned to Hugh and said: camp, Hugh said to Jack, "Son, have you ever been here before? "Where do you suppose Hugh will camp, Hezekiah?" said Jack, as "Why, sure Hugh;" said Jack, "I''d like to do that mighty well. Hugh said to Jack, "Well, we come from the Indians, and we belong "Do you know, Joe," said Jack, "this looks to me just like the As they went into camp that afternoon at a little spring, Hugh said Jack stopped his horse and said to Hugh: "Oh, Hugh," said Jack, "you don''t mean you want to let those bears "That looks like good meat, Hugh," said Jack.


id: 43897
title: Antoine of Oregon: A Story of the Oregon Trail
author: Otis, James
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  mother and I came back, or, in case we remained in the Oregon country, where John Mitchell''s company was encamped, and for the first time I It was the first time any of the women of our company, save my mother, having come thus suddenly upon the Indians, that they kept good watch Then came the first real camp, meaning the first time we had halted When day broke John Mitchell was man enough to meet me as I came out camped near a small brook about four miles from the Kansas River, I saddled our horses and set out in search of the cattle, John Mitchell When we made camp, after having traveled sixteen miles, John Mitchell come so near the camp, for I had heard from men who traveled over the In guiding John Mitchell''s company over this long journey of more than


id: 42214
author: Woodward, R. Pitcher (Robert Pitcher)
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  "Not this time," I said, as I got the drop on them with my new While returning Mac to his stable I heard the bray of a donkey, me my room, and told me to drop in any time, day or night, and his goatee, looked out in time to witness Mac A''Rony turn a "Mac," said Pod, "you have brought me back to earth. had come, and that Pod said only a few days before that the "I think he''ll walk the rest of the way, Coonskin," said Pod, Said Pod: "I''d like to know the reason." Pod said it was a good time to write his letter for the paper. miles, Pod walking to prevent taking cold, he said. the dog won''t hurt you;" then Pod said a "Good morning" sweet and Then Pod said it was time to be going, and Coonskin left us to feed and walked to the house with Pod. Soon

title:
  On a Donkey''s Hurricane Deck A Tempestous Voyage of Four Thousand and Ninety-Six Miles Across the American Continent on a Burro, in 340 Days and 2 Hours, Starting Without a Dollar and Earning My Way


id: 42611
title: In to the Yukon
author: Edwards, William Seymour
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  We have spent two delightful days in St. Paul, great city of the journeyed down ten miles to the summer country home of another old-time All day we have sailed up this great land-locked sheet of blue water, is the overflow of Surprise Lake, a sheet of water twenty miles long and possessions of North America, sixty miles long to where it comes to Taku We have now been descending this great river all day long; as wide as wider, with more water, and when we passed the White River the blue [Illustration: DAWSON CITY, THE YUKON--LOOKING DOWN.] six horse stages leave Dawson every day, and as many come in, carrying the fine steamer "White Horse," and are now two days up the river on our land, where grows wild hay and ducks abound, and the "Great Slave" River On the Canadian Pacific Railway we had beheld the great Columbia River


id: 45238
author: Wyeth, John B. (John Bound)
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  largest rivers in these rocky mountains.[42] It took us all day large body of horse made a fine appearance, especially their long next morning a number of us went back to the Indian fort, so called, the Rocky Mountains and the great river of the West, the case is far conduct of the horses--Killing a buffalo--Indian mode of Indians--Requisites of a mountain-man--Good fare, and adventure--An Indian horse-thief--Visit to the Snake camp-and our Indians have killed but two buffalo for several days. Early in the afternoon we passed a large party of white men, afterwards, Captain W., with three men, visited the Indians, _7th._--We frequently fall in with large bands of Indian horses. On the opposite side of the river there is a large Indian village, a small Indian trail on the river bank, which we followed in all We passed to-day several large lodges of Indians, from whom we

title:
  Wyeth''s Oregon, or a Short History of a Long Journey, 1832; and Townsend''s Narrative of a Journey across the Rocky Mountains, 1834


id: 46906
title: Palmer''s Journal of Travels Over the Rocky Mountains, 1845-1846
author: Palmer, Joel
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  Mountains.[20] Our travel of to-day and yesterday is thirty-two miles, _July 4._ We traveled about fifteen miles to-day, the road generally and Bear rivers.[49] The left hand trail, which we took, twelve miles Green river near our camp, and passes over a high, barren country, to _July 25._ This day we traveled about sixteen miles, crossed the creek at the distance of twelve miles is the valley of Big Bear river. _July 31._ This day we traveled down Bear river fifteen miles. road strikes the river two miles from the foot of the mountain, at Big for a camp.[73] After seven miles travel we reached the river; but miles below Fort Hall, following the wagon road; but by crossing the _September 12._ This day we traveled about seven miles; the road runs packs.[202] We encamped two miles above Falls river, having traveled The other road crosses the river, follows up the bottom about ten miles,


