“_We traveld on till about eight o’clock_, _We caught up with one wagon with too men with it_. _We had traveld with them before one day_; _we stopt and they Drove on_; _we knew that they was ahead of us_, _unless they had been killed to_. _My feet was so sore when we caught up with them that I had to ride_; _I could not step_. _We traveld on for too days_, _when the men that owned the cattle said they would_ (_could_) _not drive them another inch_. _We unyoked the oxen_; _we had about seventy pounds of flour_; _we took it out and divided it into four packs_. _Each of the men took about 18 pounds apiece and a blanket_. _I carried a little bacon_, _dried meat_, _and little quilt_; _I had in all about twelve pounds_. _We had one pint of flour a day for our alloyance_. _Sometimes we made soup of it_; _sometimes we_ (_made_) _pancakes_; _and sometimes mixed it up with cold water and eat it that way_. _We traveld twelve or fourteen days_. _The time came at last when we should have to reach some place or starve_. _We saw fresh horse and cattle tracks_. _The morning come_, _we scraped all the flour out of the sack_, _mixed it up_, _and baked it into bread_, _and made some soup_, _and eat everything we had_. _We traveld on all day without anything to eat_, _and that evening we Caught up with a sheep train of eight wagons_. _We traveld with them till we arrived at the settlements_; _and know I am safe in California_, _and got to good home_, _and going to school_. “_Jerry is working in_ —. _It is a good country_. _You can get from 50 to 60 and 75 Dollars for cooking_. _Tell me all about the affairs in the States_, _and how all the folks get along_.” And so ends this artless narrative. The little man was at school again, God bless him, while his brother lay scalped upon the deserts. FELLOW-PASSENGERS