Gleave, Herbert, Reminiscence, 3-4, in Breinholt family Histories, 1844-1990.
Q. How many were ther in the companies?
I couldn’t tell you how many there were in the company. There were possibly thirty of fourty wagons. I walked all the way across, I never rode any of the way. My mother used to say that I ate green gooseberries and currants until I was green in the face. Those English women made bread without salt, but it never bothered me any. I could eat anything. One old lady – old Lady Bradshaw – who came from Stockport and located at Lehi, Utah -- she used to beat us boys every morning and we would see her on her knees praying. She would start every day that way.
We got along all right, but when we got to the Platt[e] River the stream was high and one boy got drowned in the river. I don’t remember his name, his mother was a widow. The teamsters tried to get his body, but they couldn’t find it. All the wagons were joined together and we forded the river. We had no further trouble until we got to Utah, at least I didn’t. I rather enjoyed the trip all the way. We didn’t have any difficulty in crossing through the mountains. We came down Emigration Canyon, the same road they travel now. They were contructing the railroad when we came along. We got into Salt Lake about the 18th day of August and in Payson on the 21st day of August; I don’t think we stayed over night in Salt Lake.