We left Pittsburg at 10 am we past 2 other boats and the captain of one them wasn't happy. He tried to ram up but he didn't succeed.
When we got to Platte River there were barely any timber around. Our fuel source for fire was buffalo dung from buffalo that we we killed to eat.
When I got to the house in Walla Walla I was alighted to sit and relax by the fireplace and think about my parents who had the same beginning.
My daughter came to get some cups of water from a river but accidently fell in the river and drowned. It took me a long time to figure out she had disappeared and died
Immigration of weary travelers and many American females came this way. We eventually situated on the highway between the states and the Colombia River.
After I finishing hearing my child read, 2 Indian women came to me with a little boy that didn't have any family. His mother threw him away and his father is in the mountains. His grandma didn't want to take care of him anymore.