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           CROSSING THE PLAINS

              DAYS OF '57


  A NARRATIVE OF EARLY EMIGRANT TRAVEL
          TO CALIFORNIA BY THE
             OX-TEAM METHOD

                  BY

          WM. AUDLEY MAXWELL



         COPYRIGHT, 1915, BY
          WM AUDLEY MAXWELL



       SUNSET PUBLISHING HOUSE
         SAN FRANCISCO MCMXV



[Illustration: "They started flight" (See page 119.)]




CONTENTS



                                                                  PAGE

  LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS                                             VI

  FOREWORD                                                         VII

  CHAPTER I. Forsaking the Old, in Quest of the New. First
           Camp. Fording the Platte                                  1

  CHAPTER II. Laramie Fashions and Sioux Etiquette. A Trophy.
           Chimney Rock. A Solitary Emigrant. Jests and Jingles     13

  CHAPTER III. Lost in the Black Hills. Devil's Gate. Why a
           Mountain Sheep Did Not Wink. Green River Ferry           31

  CHAPTER IV. Disquieting Rumors of Redmen. Consolidation for
           Safety. The Poisonous Humboldt                           49

  CHAPTER V. The Holloway Massacre                                  62

  CHAPTER VI. Origin of "Piker." Before the Era of Canned Good
           and Kodaks. Morning Routine. Typical Bivouac.
           Sociability Entrained. The Flooded Camp. Hope Sustains
           Patience                                                 76

  CHAPTER VII. Tangled by a Tornado. Lost the Pace but Kept the
           Cow. Human Oddities. Night Guards. Wolf Serenades.
           Awe of the Wilderness. A Stampede                        97

  CHAPTER VIII. Disaster Overtakes the Wood Family                 116

  CHAPTER IX. Mysterious Visitors. Extra Sentinels. An Anxious
           Night                                                   123

  CHAPTER X. Challenge to Battle                                   133

  CHAPTER XI. Sagebrush Justice                                    144

  CHAPTER XII. Night Travel. Arid Wastes to Limpid Waters          160

  CHAPTER XIII. Into the Settlements. Halt                         170





ILLUSTRATIONS


                                                                  PAGE

  "They started flight"                                   Frontispiece

  "Fording the Platte consumed one entire day"                      11

  "Wo-haw-Buck"                                                     14

  "From our coign of vantage we continued to shoot"                 21

  Chimney Rock                                                      22

  "One melody that he sang from the heart"                          27

  "Hauled the delinquent out"                                       30

  "The wagons were lowered through the crevice"                     38

  Bone-writing                                                      57

  "With hand upraised in supplication, yielded to the impulse
  to flee"                                                          67

  Jerry Bush, 1914                                                  72

  Nancy Holloway, 1857                                              74

  The Author, twenty years after                                   100

  A Coyote Serenade                                                109

  "Van Diveer's advantage was slight but sufficient"               136

  "A sip from the barrel cost fifty cents"                         146

  "'Stop,' shouted the Judge"                                      156

  "'Melican man dig gold"                                          173

  Pack-mule route to placer diggings                               175





FOREWORD


Diligent inquiry has failed to disclose the existence of an authentic
and comprehensive narrative of a _pioneer_ journey across the plains.
With the exception of some improbable yarns and disconnected incidents
relating to the earlier experiences, the subject has been treated
mainly from the standpoint of people who traveled westward at a time
when the real hardships and perils of the trip were much less than
those encountered in the fifties.

A very large proportion of the people now residing in the Far West are
descendants of emigrants who came by the precarious means afforded by
ox-team conveyances. For some three-score years the younger
generations have heard from the lips of their ancestors enough of
that wonderful pilgrimage to create among them a widespread demand for
a complete and typical narrative.

This story consists of facts, with the real names of the actors in the
drama. The events, gay, grave and tragic, are according to indelible
recollections of eye-witnesses, including those of


                                                 THE AUTHOR.

  W. A. M.,

    _Ukiah, California, 1915._





CROSSING THE PLAINS

DAYS OF '57




CHAPTER I.

FORSAKING THE OLD IN QUEST OF THE NEW. FIRST CAMP. FORDING THE PLATTE.


We left the west bank of the Missouri River on May 17, 1857. Our
objective point was Sonoma County, California.

The company consisted of thirty-seven persons, including several
families, and some others; the individuals ranging in years from
middle age to babies: eleven men, ten women and sixteen minors; the
eldest of the party forty-nine, the most youthful, a boy two months
old the day we started. Most of these were persons who had resided for
a time at least not far from the starting point, but not all were
natives of that section, some having emigrated from Indiana, Kentucky,
Tennessee and Virginia.

We were outfitted with eight wagons, about thirty yoke of oxen, fifty
head of extra steers and cows, and ten or twelve saddle ponies and
mules.

The vehicles were light, well-built farm wagons, arranged and fitted
for economy of space and weight. Most of the wagons were without
brakes, seats or springs. The axles were of wood, which, in case of
their breaking, could be repaired en route. Chains were used for
deadlocking the wheels while moving down steep places.

No lines or halters of any kind were used on the oxen for guiding
them, these animals being managed entirely by use of the ox-whip and
the "ox-word." The whip was a braided leathern lash, six to eight feet
long, the most approved stock for which was a hickory sapling, as long
as the lash, and on the extremity of the lash was a strip of
buckskin, for a "cracker," which, when snapped by a practiced driver,
produced a sound like the report of a pistol. The purpose of the whip
was well understood by the trained oxen, and that implement enabled a
skillful driver to regulate the course of a wagon almost as accurately
as if the team were of horses, with the reins in the hands of an
expert jehu.

An emigrant wagon such as described, provided with an oval top cover
of white ducking, with "flaps" in front and a "puckering-string" at
the rear, came to be known in those days as a "prairie schooner;" and
a string of them, drawn out in single file in the daily travel, was a
"train." Trains following one another along the same new pathway were
sometimes strung out for hundreds of miles, with spaces of a few
hundred yards to several miles between, and were many weeks passing a
given point.

Our commissary wagon was supplied with flour, bacon, coffee, tea,
sugar, rice, salt, and so forth; rations estimated to last for five or
six months, if necessary; also medical supplies, and whatever else we
could carry to meet the probable necessities and the possible
casualties of the journey; with the view of traveling tediously but
patiently over a country of roadless plains and mountains, crossing
deserts and fording rivers; meanwhile cooking, eating and sleeping on
the ground as we should find it from day to day.

The culinary implements occupied a compartment of their own in a
wagon, consisting of such kettles, long-handled frying-pans and
sheet-iron coffee pots as could be used on a camp-fire, with table
articles almost all of tin. Those who attempted to carry the more
friable articles, owing to the thumps and falls to which these were
subjected, found themselves short in supply of utensils long before
the journey ended. I have seen a man and wife drinking coffee from
one small tin pan, their china and delftware having been left in
fragments to decorate the desert wayside.

We had some tents, but they were little used, after we learned how to
do without them, excepting in cases of inclement weather, of which
there was very little, especially in the latter part of the trip.

During the great rush of immigration into California subsequent to
1849, from soon after the discovery of gold until this time, the usual
date at which the annual emigrants started from the settlement borders
along the Missouri River was April 15th to May 1st. The Spring of 1857
was late, and we did not pull out until May 17th, when the prairie
grass was grown sufficiently to afford feed for the stock, and summer
weather was assured.

At that time the boundary line between the "States" and the "Plains"
was the Missouri River. We crossed that river at a point about
half-way between St. Joseph and Council Bluffs, where the village of
Brownville was the nucleus of a first settlement of white people on
the Nebraska side. There the river was a half-mile wide. The crossing
was effected by means of an old-fashioned ferryboat or scow, propelled
by a small, stern-wheeled steamer. Two days were consumed in
transporting our party and equipment across the stream; but one wagon
and a few of the people and animals being taken at each trip of the