Monday, April 19

At 5:00 a.m., at the sound of the bugle I arose, my face still paining

me very badly. After eating breakfast, I started out on foot, before

the wagons started, with my rifle on my shoulder. At 7:15 the wagons

began to move and at 7:30 were all formed in double file and proceeded

on. After traveling about eight miles we arrived at a number of small

lakes, where were many ducks. A number of the brethren shot at them and

killed several. At 1:15 p.m. we arrived at a bend in the river where a

small stream runs around an island.

We stayed here to feed awhile, having traveled about fifteen miles

mostly a western course with the wind south. The roads very good and

the country very level on these flat bottoms of the Platte river

which bottoms appear to be from ten to fifteen miles wide. Soon

after the camp was formed, O. P. Rockwell, Jackson Redding, and

J. C. Little came in from Winter Quarters. They arrived at 2:10.

They have found Dr. Richard's mare which was lost east of the Elk

Horn and brought her to camp. They brought me a line from Diantha

and one from Ruth and Margaret. In the last was a very gentle piece

of information which has caused me to reflect much, and proves to me

that Ruth and Margaret's virtue and integrity have for the last year

been far superior to mine. In my letter to them I requested them to

attend to family prayer in my absence, a thing which I have neglected

since leaving Nauvoo. They informed me that they had done that when I

was at home but unknown to me, and they had then, and still continue

to bear me up before their Heavenly Father. Oh, what integrity, what

faithfulness. I feel unworthy to possess two such treasures, but still

feel to try to reward them for it, and may my Father in heaven bless

them, and all my family and let his angels guard them, and me during

my absence that we may all be permitted to meet again and enjoy each

other's society in this world for many years to come, and eternal

in the world to come. O! Lord, grant this prayer of thine unworthy

servant, and fill my family with peace and union, and open a way that

they may have the necessaries and comforts of life, and Thy name shall

have the praise, even so, amen.

I received by Porter, some few fish hooks and lines, a ball of fish

line and three pencils, but no small hooks nor knives or wafers. At

twenty minutes after 3:00 p.m. the wagons began to move again, in the

same order as this morning and traveled until 6:00 p.m. when we arrived

at a very pretty open view of the Platte river, and the encampment was

formed in a semi-circle on its banks, having traveled since noon, about

five miles, and in the whole day 20 miles, over the same kind of dry,

level, sandy bottom. The river here appears to be about a mile wide

but very shoal. There is not much timber where we are camped, and the

water is pretty muddy. I walked some this afternoon in company with

Orson Pratt and suggested to him the idea of fixing a set of wooden cog

wheels to the hub of a wagon wheel, in such order as to tell the exact

number of miles we travel each day. He seemed to agree with me that it

could be easily done at a trifling expense. After the encampment was

formed, I went to Brother Luke Johnson and asked him to draw my tooth

which has pained me so much for a long time. While I was speaking to

him Stephen Markham came up, and wanted him to take his team and the

Revenue Cutter the name by which the leather boat is called back about

two miles, as they designed to seine in one of the lakes. Brother Luke

Johnson drives the team which draws the boat and rides in the boat as

in a wagon. I concluded I would go and watch them fish and started out

on foot. I overtook Markham and John S. Higbee and in our conversation

I mentioned to Brother John S. Higbee the same idea I had advanced to

Orson Pratt, and he also seemed to coincide fully. After arriving at

the lake they launched the boat and made three hauls. They only caught

a snapping turtle, four small turtles, one duck, two small cat fish,

and two creek suckers. They then concluded to return and I started on

foot again with two rifles to carry. I got back to camp before they

overtook me and being perfectly tired and very footsore, went to bed,

but had no rest on account of the severe pain in my head and face.

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