EASTERN EMIGRATION — BORDER MEN. 
morning, the doctor went to the house, and the workmen returned to 
their labor. While at the house, he met Dr. Wood, who had gone 
out of Lawrence, swearing that “ one of them had got to die that 
morning.” He was, however, very quiet and peaceable. Doctor 
told him, “ he should protect the house, but he could attempt to 
take it down any time he pleased. 5 ’ 
1 §th. •— We went to Kansas city this morning, and made such 
purchases as we feared we might not be able to make at Lawrence. 
We met some very pleasant people, who were going to find a 
home in the territory, and returned to the mission at evening. 
VJth. — We leave for Lawrence this morning. I have just been 
into the woods, after some rose and gooseberry bushes, not knowing 
whether I can get them near Lawrence. The horse is lame, having 
stood where the wind blew on him during the night. At about nine 
o’clock our buggy was packed, and we also packed into it, and a car¬ 
riage never held more or greater variety. There was one valise, 
three carpet-bags, baskets of crockery, umbrellas, cloaks, bundles, 
stone pitcher, and a small basket of crackers and gingernuts. And 
in the midst of all this “ plunder,” as the western people say, 
three of us were seated, two ladies in front, and the doctor behifid. 
But after being thus packed, with geometrical precision, that no 
square inch of space should be lost, we attempted to start. The 
horse proved in such condition that we proposed walking, and giv¬ 
ing him a ride. However, after a mile or two of snail-like progress, 
my husband walking, and raising the horse’s spirit by the cheerful 
tones of his voice, we began again to cherish hopes of reaching 
Lawrence, which we had been brought to the point of relinquish¬ 
ing altogether. 
We passed the Quaker Mission a little distant from the road, 
and the peach-trees all about it gave it a cheerful look. Our 
road lies over the high and rolling prairie, and never was fairer 
picture hung out between earth and heaven to feast the eyes of 
nature’s lovers. The sky was cloudless and blue as ocean. The 
air was fragrant with the perfume of apple, plum and grape blos¬ 
soms, which grew in clumps by the wayside, wherever we passed 
through small groves. Emerging from these, some new phase of 
scenery would cause new expressions of delight. Sometimes we 
