June 1, 1853

Wednesday June the 1st. For the last ten days we have been traveling up the Platte Bottom, a distance of 125 miles. Have traveled slow and laid by two days. The grass has been quite good most of the way. Had considerable of rain, which is the most unpleasant part of it. The scenery along the river is much the same, quite pretty, though not enchanting. Nothing of striking interest has occurred, except we see plenty of wolves, antelope, buffalo, prairie dogs and dog towns etc. These prairie dogs are about the size of a squirrel and live in houses underground in towns and villages. They seem quite full of antics. One always stays out so he can see around until we get quite near him.

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