Big Blue River

April 2? I think?

Today we crossed the Big Blue River. It was so scary. Pa had to jump in to keep our oxen from swimming downstream. "When we began tipping over on our right side I screamed, terrified we sink." Eventually our wheel touched ground and we made all the way across. I hope we have no more river to cross although I know we will have to cross more.

Later

"This afternoon my little friends the twins wandered off to pick berries, but now it is near sunset and they've not returned." I know their parents are afraid of what has happened to them. I am afraid that Indians have captured them. The men in the wagon train are all out looking for them.

Next morning.

The bugle sounded that it is time to leave. I asked mama if they found the twins and she replied not yet. When Pa started hooking up the oxen I cried out, "We can't be leaving!" Pa and ma explained that two families where staying behind to help the parents of the lost twin but we had to keep going to make it over the mountains by winter. If I was ma and pa there is no way I would leave the next day. I would stay and help until the twins were found. As we are leaving I pull my brothers closer to me and sing a song.