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IS 4.2 Story of an Emigrant.
a splendid cook, my sister made them into a stew, thickened
with a few mashed beans and a handful of flour—in our
estimation the mess turned out to be a dinner fit for kings.
Our supplies being nearly exhausted, I started for Red
Wing the next morning, partly to save the remaining
handful of provisions for my sister and her husband, partly in
hopes of obtaining fresh supplies from a steamboat which was
expected about that time. Three days afterwards the
steamer arrived. As soon as practicable the boxes were
brought to the store of H. L. Bevans. I secured a smoked
ham, thirty pounds of flour, a gallon of molasses, some coffee,
salt and sugar, strapped it all (weighing almost seventy
pounds) on my back, and started toward evening for our
cabin in the wilderness. I had to walk about fourteen miles
along the Indian trail, but ill spite of the heavy burden I
made that distance in a short time, knowing that the dear
ones at home were threatened by hunger; perhaps the
howling of the prairie wolves near my path also had something
to do with the speed. There are events in the life of every
person which stand out like mile-stones along the road, and
so attract the attention of the traveler on life’s journey that
they always remain vivid pictures in his memory. My
arrival at our cabin that evening was one of those events in
our humble life. I will not attempt to describe the joy which
my burden brought to all of us, especially to the young
mother with the little babe at her breast.
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