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soaked crackers because we had no dry powder, nor matches, nor any fuel to 

 cook with ; hadn't a dry stitch of clothing or bedding all that time, and didn't 

 meet a living soul outside of mosquitoes. We got up as far as Fort Ripley in 

 a bad plight, and the soldiers took us in and recruited us but not for the army ! 

 By the time I reached Chicago in the fall, going East, I was exploited as a great 

 explorer and made guest of honor at John B. Drake's fourth annual game dinner, 

 given at the Briggs House. This was in 1858. 



At that early date migrants from the East had not begun to meet up with 

 incomers from the West. The tide was still westward. Chicago was in embryo. 



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Her streets were higgledy-piggledy, three steps up and two down, here a rise and 

 there a level. Grade had not been established; and when I appeared in town in 

 my soiled and weather-stained prairie costume, the townspeople who had never 

 been any further West took me for a sort of Kit Carson, a Pathfinder, and the 

 enterprising Mr. Drake presented me to his table guests en grande tenue, just as 

 I was. Subsequently this genial landlord opened the Grand Pacific Hotel, and 

 ran it for thirty years, keeping up the game dinners all the while until he died, 

 and the hotel was replaced by a skyscraper. I happen to have kept the menu 

 card of his twenty-first dinner, at which I was also present, and reproduce it 



