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Show 24 FROM FORT LEAVENWORTH TO FORT KEARNY. on one of the head branches of Turkey Creek, the channel of which appeared to be cut deeply into the detritus of a sandstone slightly ferruginous. Near the Blue, the highest rock observed was ferruginous sandstone, and during the day an imperfect section exposed shaly limestone and white saftdstope. Our course has lately been rising with the country, and we have been traversing a sort of plateau, having; however, no Very marked ridges, but being intersected in all directions by ravines, the sides of which have but a moderate slope and little fall, with water standing in pools. Passed six graves to- day. Day's march, seventeen and a- quarter miles. Tuesday, June 12.- Bar. 28.64; Ther. 63°. Breakfast at four. In ten and a half miles crossed the west branch of Turkey Greek, and halted to noon on the bank of Wyeth's Creek, six miles beyond. The crossing here is bad and rocky, and the grass poor, having been eaten close by the trains which had preceded us. The afternoon was oppressively hot and close, the. wind being from the eastward, with every appearance of rain. We have been in company with multitudes of emigrants the whole day. The road has been lined to a long extent with their wagons, whose white covers, glittering in the sunlight, resembled, at a distance, ships upon the ocean. We passed a company from Boston, con. sisting of seventy persons, one hundred and forty pack and riding mules, a number of riding horses, and a drove of cattle for beef. The expedition, as might be expected, and as is too generally the case, was badly conducted: the mules were overloaded, and the manner of securing and arranging the packs elicited many a sarcastic criticism from our party, most of whom were old and experienced mountain- men, with whom the making up of a pack and the loading of a mule amounted to a science. We passed also an old. Dutchman, with an immense wagon, drawn by six yoke of cattle, and loaded with household furniture. Behind, followed a covered cart containing the wife, driving herself, and a host of babies- the whole bound to the land of promise, of the distance to which, however, they seemed to have not the most remote idea. To the tail of the cart was attached a large chicken- coop, full of fowls; two milch- cows followed, and next came an old mare, upon the back of which was perched a little, brown- faced, barefooted girl, not more than seven years old, while a small sucking colt brought up the rear. We had occasion to see this old gentleman and his ftaravan frequently afterward, as we passed and repassed each |