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James Armitstead Journals
May 26, 1853
Summary: From a letter to Richard Eatough
covering the Armitstead journey between April 30 and May 26, 1853.
Journal entry: Oskaloosa, Iowa, May
26, 1853
Dear brother. Having occasion to stay here a few hours, I improve
the time in writing to you. I sent you a letter the day before we
left North Ville [, Illinois], and another a few weeks before that.
These, I hope, you have received, and, that this may also may come
safe to hand and find you in good health, even as it leaves us at
present.
We left North Ville on the 30th ult. Our company consists of 3
wagons, 18 persons, 2 yoke of oxen and one yoke of cows to each
wagon. You may think it is a strange notion to hitch up cows, I
thought so too. They do very well, after they have been worked a
while. But, let me tell you that, if there is any business, more
than another, calculated to try a man's patience, it is driving
these sturdy horned-horses, particularly if they are young and raw,
like most of ours are.
. . .
We have had much bad weather, and very heavy traveling. The 3rd
day out we made only 5 miles, and had to travel after sundown to
make that. Sometimes both men and teams would be belly deep in mud
and water: indeed we had to lay over 6 days, it being almost impossible
to travel. The weather has been finer and roads much better of late.
We have traveled for six days together through the most splendid
and thickest timber ever saw. We traveled 150 miles before we got
out of the state of Illinois. We crossed the Mississippi at Rock
Island; Davenport is situated on the opposite side of the river.
These places are about 70 miles above Nauvoo; which at one time
I thought was destined to become the place of my future home. But,
I discover that it is not any particular place, or city, I am seeking,
but a people. That people are now far away in the west, and where
they are is home to me, and home without them cannot be.
Brother Richard, I have not time a present to describe the beautiful
scenery which almost everywhere presents itself in this country.
I hope you may soon have the privilege of seeing some of it for
yourself. The country even its wild and natural state unimproved
by the art of man, is beautiful. Just for a moment imagine to yourself
a vast meadow illimitable to the eye in every direction, covered
with most luxurious verdure, decorated with flowers of almost every
hue and color, and undulating like the waves of the ocean, and you
will have some idea of an American prairie. And then again, fancy
to yourself a forest, equally illimitable, composed of almost sorts
of trees, in full bloom; and you will have an idea of our timberlands.
But, in traveling in a new country like this we cannot expect to
find good roads always. There are sloughs, mudholes, rotten grounds,
creeks to ford and rivers to ferry. But we have got along very well
this far.
We have just learned that there are 30 or 40 wagons of the Saints
about 40 miles south of us. We take a south west course from here
in order to fall in with them.
Source: James Armitstead
Letters (1853)
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