Mary and I: Forty Years with the SiouxRiggs, Stephen Return
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Mary and I: Forty Years with the Sioux
Riggs, Stephen Return
Dakota Indians -- Missions; Riggs, Stephen Return, 1812-1883
"The Sabbath over, we went on again re-inforced by the
delegation from Flandreau. Reaching Sioux Falls in the
afternoon, we avoided the town, and went on to a point where
some one thought the river might be fordable. But alas! we
found we had been indulging in vain expectations. The river
was not fordable, and canoe or ferry-boat there was none. But
necessity is the mother of invention. The largest and strongest
wagon-box was selected, the best wagon-cover laid on the
ground, the boat lifted in, and, with the aid of various ropes,
an impromptu boat was made ready. Long ropes were tied securely
to either end, poles laid across the box to keep things out of
the water, and then the boat was launched. The men piled in the
various possessions of different ones and as many women and
children as they thought safe. Then four of the best swimmers
took the ropes and swam up the river for quite a distance,
coming down with the current, and so gaining the other shore.
This occupied some time, and was repeated slowly until night
came on, finding the company partly on one side and partly on
the other. The wagon, in which we had made our bed o' nights,
not being in a condition for sleeping in, as the box lay by the
river-side all water-soaked, Edwin Phelps and Ellen, his wife,
kindly vacated theirs for our benefit, themselves sleeping on
the ground. When the early morning came, the camp was soon
astir, and, breakfast being hastily despatched, the work of
crossing over was renewed. I watched them drive over the
horses; the poor animals were very loath to make a plunge, and
some of them turned and ran back on the prairie more than once
before they were finally forced into the water. When most of
the others were over it came my turn to cross. The so-called
boat looked rather shaky, but there was nothing to do but to
get in and take one's chance. So I climbed in, keeping as well
as I could out of the water, which seemed to nearly fill the
wagon-box. Some one handed the two children in, and, holding
tightly to them, I resigned myself to the passage. At one time
I heard a great outcry, but could not distinguish any words,
and so sat still, unconscious that one of the ropes had broken,
rendering the boat more unsafe still. At last I was safely
over, thankful enough. When finally every thing and everybody
were across, and the boat restored to its proper place, we
started on our way, at about ten o'clock in the morning. To
make up for the late starting, the teams were driven hard and
long, and the twilight had already gathered when we stopped for
the night. After I had given my children a simple supper, and
they were hushed to sleep, I looked out on the picturesque
scene. The great red moon was rising in the sky, and in its
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