Our company all lived in an old schoolhouse at Kanesville, and stayed there until the company was ready to start the trip over the plains. I cannot remember the date on which I started, but we had our share of hardships. On the road several people died of cholera and one man was run over by a team, and killed, just as we were leaving Laramie, Wyoming.

We arrived safely in Salt Lake City after three months of nerve and body wrecking travel.