Produced by Al Haines
[Frontispiece: He gathered her in his arms, and bending low carried her
back into the darkened cavern.]
THE EMIGRANT TRAIL
BY
GERALDINE BONNER
NEW YORK
GROSSET & DUNLAP
PUBLISHERS
COPYRIGHT, 1910, BY
DUFFIELD & COMPANY
Published, April, 1910
CONTENTS
PART I
THE PRAIRIE
PART II
THE RIVER
PART III
THE MOUNTAINS
PART IV
THE DESERT
PART V
THE PROMISED LAND
THE EMIGRANT TRAIL
PART I
The Prairie
CHAPTER I
It had rained steadily for three days, the straight, relentless rain of
early May on the Missouri frontier. The emigrants, whose hooded wagons
had been rolling into Independence for the past month and whose tents
gleamed through the spring foliage, lounged about in one another's
camps cursing the weather and swapping bits of useful information.
The year was 1848 and the great California emigration was still twelve
months distant. The flakes of gold had already been found in the race
of Sutter's mill, and the thin scattering of men, which made the
population of California, had left their plows in the furrow and their
ships in the cove and gone to the yellow rivers that drain the Sierra's
mighty flanks. But the rest of the world knew nothing of this yet.
They were not to hear till November when a ship brought the news to New
York, and from city and town, from village and cottage, a march of men
would turn their faces to the setting sun and start for the land of
gold.
Those now bound for California knew it only as the recently acquired
strip of territory that lay along the continent's Western rim, a place
of perpetual sunshine, where everybody had a chance and there was no
malaria. That was what they told each other as they lay under the
wagons or sat on saddles in the wet tents. The story of old Roubadoux,
the French fur trader from St. Joseph, circulated cheeringly from mouth
to mouth--a man in Monterey had had chills and people came from miles
around to see him shake, so novel was the spectacle. That was the
country for the men and women of the Mississippi Valley, who shook half
the year and spent the other half getting over it.
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