so much about, but that he could spend no more time with me, for there were a number of men wishing to see him upon business. He said that no boats would leave until next morning: then gave a gentleman directions to go with me to a photograph artist, and have pictures taken of myself and children, for he said he wanted them very much. We did as he requested, and sat for three different pictures. The artist made me a present of two dollars and requested me to leave my address, in order that he might afterwards send me one of the pictures, when finished. I received the photograph, in due season. The next morning the same gentleman, whose name I have forgotten, came and paid my hotel bill, attended us on board the steamboat, Northern Belle, paid my fare as far as Winona, and gave me fifteen dollars, saying that Gov. Ramsey thought the money would be better for me than a pass, as I wanted to stop in several places, on my way: having done all he could to assist me, he returned to the Governor. Next morning we landed at Winona; as I was just going to step ashore, the lady passengers gave me some money, for which I stopped to thank them, but there was no time, and I was hurried on shore. Hardly had I left the boat, when a hotel runner took us and our trunk to the Franklin House, where I left my children and started out to see if I could find a team going to St. Charles, hoping to get a ride that far on my way. I was directed to Mr. Bauder’s hotel, where the teamsters from that direction usually staid. I went into the bar-room and made my inquiries of the landlord, who told me that the teams from that way were all gone, but more would arrive, that night. He asked if I lived at St. Charles. I told him I had lived three miles south of that place, but that the autumn before I had moved to Lake Shetak. A gentleman, sitting there, having inquired and found out my name, said that he had been acquainted with my husband, but had heard that the settlers at Lake Shetak were all murdered. I told him some particulars about the massacre, in which he took a deep interest. “Where are you stopping?” asked Mr. Bauder. “At the Franklin House,” I replied. “Well,” said he, “you had better get your children, and come here to put up, and go out on the stage to-morrow.” “But,” said I, “if I go with some teamster, it will cost me less than by stage, and I must economise in every possible way.” “Well,” said the landlord, “you shall come here to stay and welcome; and if the stage agent won’t give you a ticket on the stage, I’ll pay your fare myself.” This was too good an offer to be disregarded, so I returned to the Franklin House, and offered to pay for my ride up from the river. The landlord asked if I was going, and had found a team; “I have found no team,” said I, “but I am going to the Bauder House.” “You had better stay here,” said he, “we are running opposition to Bauder, and will do as well by you as he will.” I then got him to state the lowest terms on which he would