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We can get no butter, no syrup, no milk, no potatoes. There is an abundance of nothing save cheese, beef, ham, and sugar. We made doughnuts, and after a consultation fried them in a twoquart tin upon the top of the stove. The smoke of the fire seems to have some strange attraction into the room, and E. and I take turns going out upon the staging to turn the pipe, with like success each time, not being able to move it at all. However, as the smoke poured out more and more with every extra whiff of the wind, and promised to add a seasoning to our cooking which we had not intended, we went each time to test our strength, hoping the emergency had brought an addition. Some strangers called, and, in a room sixteen feet by twelve, containing lounge, table, eight trunks, two dry goods' boxes, and chest, besides chairs, there

was no extra room.

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25th. Doctor accompanied three other gentlemen upon a tour of discovery into the country two or three hundred miles. They will be gone ten days. They dined with us before leaving. They are used to the simplicity of Kansas fare at present, else I would have been embarrassed in setting it before them. An old gentleman will do errands and take care of everything in doctor's absence. We hear the wolves howling at night, and the bells on the cattle that have an attachment for this hill keep me awake.

26th. A most delightful day. It seemed wicked not to gather new life and cull enjoyment from the bright skies and blooming prairies. Soon had the horse put into harness, and was bounding over them. We wanted to call upon a friend, who was of our party, from Massachusetts. We could see her house plainly from ours, but took the wrong road when nearly there.

We came upon an abrupt ravine, and the young lady with me said she must get out. I tried to persuade her to remain that I would take her safely over; but my persuasions were useless, and she alighted. "Old Gray" and I went through it alone, all right. We soon, however, came upon a second ravine, where even he declined going. He said, as plainly as words could, that he would n't go; but in a twinkling he started off a little to the right, and came upon another and more travelled road, where there was a bridge, rudely constructed, but safe. A few minutes more passed,

and we met our friend at her little log cabin door. Everything looked comfortable, she was glad to see us, and we enjoyed our call much. We took a different route home, and found so many beautiful flowers, each one seeming more lovely than the last, that we hardly could be satisfied unless we gathered them all.

27th. In the afternoon, horse and buggy were again put into requisition for a two miles' drive in search of the friend we met at the mission. She had lived nearly all her life in Boston, and was wholly unaccustomed to hardships, and unused to many things in domestic economy with which country people are familiar, although they may never have lent their own hands to the work. By instinct, almost, we found the cabin on the edge of a bluff, looking as if some high wind might take it over; but the door opened upon a finely rolling prairie, dotted all over with flowers, which, in variety of color, vied with the rainbow.

The cabin was of wood, and small, yet with bed nicely dressed in snowy linen, little table with white cover, upon which were placed a Chinese work-box and vase of flowers, easy-chairs, of home manufacture, just ready for the stuffed covers; a stranger would at once perceive that the presiding genius of all, fragile and slight, dressed in gingham of the smallest plaid, with linen collar, had come from far New England; and, whether the home be humble or lofty, elegance and taste would bring out their treasures to make it pleasant. Her husband, a New Yorker by birth, by profession a lawyer, a poet, and musician, allured by the healthgiving clearness of Kansas atmosphere, had sought and found that inestimable treasure. He came in while we were there; had driven home a cow just purchased. It was decided, against my earnest protest, that she should be milked, and that I should carry the milk home with me. It was but four o'clock in the afternoon unusual time for milking, I was sure; but they thought one time would do as well as another, and persisted in it, and I carried home the first milking, which proved much to my chagrin when I heard of it the last for that day.


29th. We attended church. How strangely everything appeared! The hall where the meetings are held is in a two-story wooden building. It is simply boarded with cotton-wood, and that

to a person in the country, is explanation sufficient of its whole appearance; for the sun here soon curls the boards, every one shrinking from every other, leaving large cracks between. For a desk to support the gilded, morocco-covered Bible, sent to the Plymouth church, a rough box, turned endwise, and standing near one end of the hall, was used. The singers, with seraphine, were seated upon one side of the preacher, while upon the other side, also fronting the desk, were other seats- rough boards, used until the settees are finished. All this seemed rough and uncouth, and at the first moment we felt that two thousand miles lay between us and the pleasant sanctuaries of our fathers, where they tread the aisles on soft carpets, listen to the word read from its resting-place of richest velvet, and to the pealing organ's deep, rich tones. But when we looked upon the pleasant faces around us, so familiar all in look, in manner, in attire, and the services commenced with the singing of hymns learned long ago, and we heard, in the persuasive, winning tones of the preacher, the same heavenly truths which will render one's life here as holy as elsewhere, let us so will it, we felt that New England was in our midst. We realized more fully the truth, which has been pervading our thoughts for many days, that "a man's life consisteth not in the abundance of the things which he possesseth." Happiness does not consist in the furnishings of the upholsterer. It may be as pure and unalloyed in "gypsy tent as in palace hall." Most of us have come to this far-away land, with a mission in our hearts, a mission to the dark-browed race, and hoping here to stay the surging tide of slavery, to place that barrier which utters, in unmistakable language, "Thus far shalt thou go, and no further." This unlocks our hearts to each other, and at once we recognize a friend actuated by like sympathies and hopes.

At the Sabbath school many children were gathered, who entered with zest into the exercises, while there were learners older in years, young men, buoyant in the active life opening before them, and some with whom gray hairs were honorable.



MRS. T., a young lady from Boston, is dead. Just one year from the day of her marriage she was attired for the grave. In this early spring, when nature is so beautiful in young leaves and opening buds, and full of promise, the hopes of the young husband are blasted. Earth and sky wear a pall. Slowly the mourners wind through the prairie, and over the high hill beyond us, to the lowly cemetery. We all feel that death is indeed here. It has, with unerring aim, stricken down the young and beautiful. Tenderly we would offer sympathy, realizing well that "every heart knoweth its own bitterness" in hours of bereavement, and shrinks from many words, though kindly spoken.

Death to us here, away from one's early friends, one's old home, has more than its usual significance, and the tidings of one laid low in our little settlement awakens a thoughtfulness and a tenderness for the bereaved and heart-stricken, which in the old homes we felt not, save for a dear friend. We make their sorrow, their utter loneliness, our own. So different is it from the olden towns, where life is crowded, and if, in the bustle and jostling of each other, one now and then falls, the crowd presses on, and the gap closes. Here, there is a sad feeling for many and many a day, and we realize that changes as sudden may await us all.

We have showers to-day, quick, pouring showers, and in the intervals the sunlight seems intense with its life-giving powers. How nature is robing herself in the richest of green! For hours I have looked out upon her changing forms, with many crowding thoughts of home, of friends scattered all through New England dells and mountains - of friends passed onward into the spirit life,

whose presence is at all times near me, but with peculiar vividness to-day; of the duties of life, especially of those resting upon us in this age, when the spirit of liberty, of manliness even, is giving way before the increasing thirst for gold, which is the god of this country. I have watched the new and varied phase of those noble trees across the river. How the leaves grow! How the rain-drops glitter like gems, as the sun, with clouds passed by, shines out brilliantly again; and as the bow of promise spanned all, this thought, like it, was born of the sunshine and the shower. We are passing through hours of imminent danger to the liberties of the country. "The old landmarks have been removed," and "men have framed mischief by law." Yet, serenely above all these commotions, this treachery, this fraud of man, holding the seals of justice, sits God upon his throne. And out of all, in his own good time, he will again bring the reign of righteous men, and the laws of our country shall have for their basis love and truth. Give us courage to act when the hour calls for action, and faith to wait when endurance is our cross. We in Kansas can see with clear vision the workings of this hydra-headed monster, whose seat is at Washington, and whose power emanates therefrom, and whose unholy name is Human Slavery.

May 2d. — “Old Gray” is lent to a friend to-day; so we lose our intended ride. Mr. S. brings us a basket of eggs from the Delaware country. We are beginning to get more articles which seemed essential in house-keeping at home, but which are difficult to get here, as many people are ready to take them the moment they are brought in. Many of the new comers neglect to provide themselves with the staples of life at Kansas city; so, as soon as flour and groceries are brought in here, they take them back into the country, leaving us a continual dearth. Somehow, by the happy genius of invention, of which long ago necessity was acknowledged the mother, we have always had enough of the good things of this life, and have most faithfully followed the last clause of the injunction which the rich man in Scripture lays to his soul, "eat, drink, and be merry."

Mr. W., the old gentleman who acts for us in the capacity of prime minister of all work about the house, in the occasional

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