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Title: Ox-team days on the Oregon Trail /by Ezra Meeker ; revised and edited by Howard R. Driggs
Year: 1922 (1920s)
Authors: Meeker, Ezra 1830-1928
Subjects: Overland journeys to the Pacific Oregon Trail
Publisher: Yonkers-on-Hudson, New York: World Book Company, 1922
Contributing Library: Church History Library, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
Digitizing Sponsor: Corporation of the Presiding Bishop, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

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that they had achieved the end of the OverlandTrail. They were ready now to go on down the Columbiato find their new homes in this great, unknown Land ofPromise. Almost every nationality was represented among them.All traces of race pecuKarity and race prejudice, however,had been ground away in the mill of adversity. The tryingtimes through which these pioneers had just passed hadbrought all to a kinship of feeling such as only trail anddanger can beget. Friendships, sincere and lasting, came as one of thesweet rewards of those days of common struggle andadversity. Few of the pioneers are now left to talk overthe old days; when any of them do meet, the greeting is oneof brotherhood indeed. We camped but two days on the bank of the ColumbiaRiver. When I say we, let it be understood that Imean myself, my young wife, and the baby boy who wasbut seven weeks old when the start was made fromEddyville. I do not remember the embarking on the great scow for 62 Ox-Team Days on the Oregon Trail
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Kiser Bros. St. Peters Dome — one of the sentinels of the Columbia. Reaching the End of the Trail 63 our trip down the Columbia to the Cascades. But incidentsof the voyage come to me as vividly as if they hadhappened but yesterday. Those who took passage felt that the journey was ended.The cattle had been unyoked for the last time; the wagonshad been rolled to the last bivouac; the embers of the lastcamp fire had died out. We were entering now upon anew field with new present experiences, and with newexpectancy for the morrow. The scow, or lighter, upon which we took passage wasdecked over, but without railing, offering a smoothsurface upon which to pile our belongings. These, inthe majority of cases, made but a very small showing.The whole deck surface of the scow was covered withthe remnants of the homeseekers outfits, which in turnwere covered by the owners, either sitting or recliningupon their possessions, with but scant room to changeposition or move about in any way. There mu

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