It was now getting quite late and cold, and winter was fast approaching; I was anxious to be once more upon my way to my friends. On the next Monday I started, bidding good-bye to my kind neighbors. I took the stage about a mile from St. Charles. When we came to the village, the stage agent, whose name, I think, was Hall, demanded my fare to Winona. I told him that a blacksmith at Winona had promised to pay my stage-fare when next I came there, and I wished him to wait till I got there; and, if the blacksmith did not pay it, I would. I knew I had not money sufficient to carry me through, and hoped to economise it so as to have no trouble when I got among total strangers. But it was of no use; I could not go unless I paid in advance, so I gave him the necessary amount. We arrived at Winona about dark; and, finding the boat had already gone, I told the driver to take me to the Bauder House. There I staid all night, and learned that the next boat would leave in the morning, for La Crosse. Accordingly, next morning, I was aroused in season, and Mr. Bauder told his son to take me to the boat in the carriage, but first to stop and meet him at a certain building. We drove off, and Mr. Bauder followed us, stopping in at various places of business. After driving about for some time in this manner, he came and told me that the boat had gone, and I would be obliged to stay until night. So I was taken back to the hotel, wondering what the kind landlord meant by this course; but it was soon explained. He came in, and said he had been around town, to see how much the citizens could assist me, and that he had succeeded in raising forty-one dollars. For this I was very grateful; indeed, I felt comparatively rich. I can never forget what the people of that place, and especially the active and benevolent Mr. Bauder, have done for me, for it was through his agency, that I received my board at his house and these welcome sums of money. He then went to the bank and exchanged the money into national currency, for me, then went with me on board the boat, and stated to the captain the circumstances of my case; whereupon he carried me, free of expense. On arriving at La Crosse, I journeyed on by railroad via Madison to Boscobel. I staid over night at Boscobel: and, next day, took the stage for Lancaster, but the stage agent refused payment for my ride. He left me at that excellent hotel, the “Mansion House,” where I was treated with the greatest kindness by all of Mrs. Hyde’s family. I am very grateful for their goodness; and not only am I grateful to them, but all those kind people, who have given me their sympathy and their assistance, and thus smoothed down the rough and thorny places in my walk of life. I have great cause to thank God, not only for sparing my life, and that of my dear boys, but for raising up friends wherever I have been, to help me along.