"Pioneer Sketch. Mathew H. Farnes," The Journal, 11 June 1827, 2.
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. . . I saved up my money with the intention of coming to America, and by 1860, I had enough to pay passage for brother Geo. and myself to Florence, Nebraska. Nothing of particular interest happened on the journey. At Florence we both got jobs. George to drive a team for William Budge, and I to drive a team for Hooper and Eldredge of Salt Lake. It was no trick for me to adapt myself to a teamsters job, after the cattle and I got acquainted, and I learned the knack. I also got the job as cook for the outfit, so I fared very well.
On the trip across the plains we passed several hand-cart companies, and they seemed such a tired, worn out lot of people that my sympathies went out to them. In our company was a big bully of a fellow who was picking on us younger fellows all the way across, and often making it very unpleasant for us. I happened to say one day, that if he ever touched me he would get what was coming to him. Some one told him and he came at me with a cane, and struck me over the head and knocked me senseless. When I came too [sic] and realized what had happened, I picked up two rocks and threw one at him which he dodged, I then threw the other quickly and struck him on the head, he dropped like he had been shot. I thought I had killed him as it took some time to bring him to his senses. The captain told him it served him just right. I had no further trouble with him.
We reached Salt Lake in October.