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the other boys and waited for my pay until they could sell them, which was 

 not until the next winter and they then brought them one hundred and 

 twenty-seven dollars per head. They had cost us just forty-nine dollars 

 per head, including all expenses. After selling my interest in the cattle I 

 went to San P^rancisco and bought a couple of teams and went to hauling 

 lumber. Up to that time all the lumber was hauled on drags and they could 

 not handle the long lumber very well. I was among the first to start dou- 

 ble teams. I don't think there was more than half a dozen teams in San 

 Francisco at that time and I had all I could do at almost any price I wished 

 to ask, and did well in the venture. The next winter I sold out my teams 

 and was ready for the lower country again to drive cattle. 



Speaking of the company in the cattle business there was one with 

 whom, by mutual agreement, I became great friends, by name M. S. Wilson. 

 In fact we were together for about eleven years and most of that time in 

 partnership. We were sometimes dubbed as David and Jonathan. Finally 

 someone stepped in and cut me out and I never felt much grieved over it, 

 for I could not blame him very much, as the other partner and rival hap- 

 pened to be a beautiful young lady of Santa Clara and one of the Chandler 

 family. As for my own part, I did not yield to such temptation until 1867, 

 when I too raised the white flag and surrendered and said farewell to bach- 

 elordom and married Miss Julia Ludlum of San Francisco. I have never 

 regretted the rash deed and hope to live through the short time allotted us 

 as genial and pleasantly as in the past. 



I took the steamer again for San Pedro, thence by stage to Los Angeles, 

 with about the same routine as the year before. I canvassed the different 

 ranches and it was hard to buy cattle that year. The Spaniards had gotten 

 the idea that the cattle buyers were making too much money and that they 

 would drive their own cattle, which quite a number of them did. 



Among other places we visited was San Bernardino and there we saw 

 some of the people we had become acquainted with the previous year, 

 among them was Mrs. Parly P. Pratt and her fair daughters. 



By this time the Mormons at Salt Lake were going to go to war with 

 the United Slates and were calling in all their outside settlements to Salt 

 Lake. At San Bernardino they were selling off their property for anything 

 they could get to get a team to go with. In fact they were just giving away 

 good homes and sacrificing everything just because Brigham and the 

 Church authorities had so ordered. Among others that were going back was 

 Captain Hunt, our old guide of '49. I was boarding with his son-in-law, but 

 he was not strong enough in the faith to follow the rest. Captain Hunt had 

 an unmarried daughter that I knew pretty well, and, of course, she was or- 

 dered to go with her parents, so she started and had gotten out on the des- 

 ert about a hundred miles from the starting point, and while all were asleep 

 she quietly rose and saddled one of the best mules and returned to San 

 Bernardino. I was not very much surprised at seeing her as she had told 

 me she was not going back to Salt Lake, and I guess she meant it. 



After buying what cattle we wanted, amounting to seven hundred and 

 fifty head, we made a start, and as they were all wild, right off the range, 

 they gave us a good deal of bother and anxiety for several days and nights. 

 At first they would stampede three or four times of a night. They would 

 start as quick as a gun-shot from a lying position to a dead run at one jump. 



