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I soon shall be in 'Frisco, 



And then I'll look all round, 

 And when I see the gold lumps there, 



I'll pick 'em off the ground 

 I'll scrape the mountains clean, my boys, 



I'll drain the rivers dry, 

 A pocket full of rocks bring home. 



So brother don 't you cry. 

 O, California, 



That's the land for me, 

 I'm bound for San Francisco 



With my wash bowl on my knee 



Ministers of the gospel raised their voices against 

 the dangers of gold and prophesied troublous woes 

 upon the country, and these started in the first ship as 

 missionaries to San Francisco, where they were often 

 discovered afterwards in the mines with overalls and 

 rubber boots or at the gambling table, where the pas- 

 tor would sometimes meet one of his own church 

 members. Physicians, lawyers and judges would ob- 

 tain a good supply of balls and powder and start ofif 

 to the land of gold to the tune of 



"O ! Susanna, don't you cry." 



On the appearance of grass upon the plains the 

 march began. The prairie schooners from Missouri 

 and Arkansas, drawn principally by oxen or mules, 

 and lighter wagons from the Northwest, formed a con- 

 tinuous line of march by every route leading to the 

 South Pass of the Rocky Mountains. Tn wagons, on 

 horses, on mules, with pack animals, hand carts and 

 wheelbarrows, men. women and children trudged 

 along on foot. Ilarrassed by Indians, the day was 

 passed in toil and the night in standing guard. 



Through inexperience and haste the animajs' 

 strength, with only grass for food, began to faiU and 

 before the pass was reached the loss of stock became 



