“About noon yesterday we came in sight of Chimney Rock looming up in the distance like the lofty tower of some town. We did not tire gazing on it. It was about 20 miles from us, and stayed in sight ’til we reached it today.”
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“Chimney Rock by moonlight is awfully sublime. Many Indians came to our wagon with fish to exchange for clothing. We bought a number. They understand ’swap’ and ’no swap.’ Seem most anxious to get shirts and socks.”
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“I hear terrible stories about wagon parties running out of food before Oregon -- the whole party starving to death. We must check our supplies often; we might not get there as soon as we think. Always plan for the worst, I say.”
