Thursday the 2nd. We expect to cross the South Platte today and dread it exceedingly. We reached it at 1:30 o’clock, blocked up our wagon boxes, mustered up courage and got through safe. This river is about 3/4 of a mile in width and from 1 to 3-1/2 feet deep, tolerably swift and always muddy. The bottom or bed of the river is nothing but quick-sand and shakes a wagon when it goes over it as if it were going over a pavement at a rapid rate. Camped two miles from the ford in the forks of the North and South Platte.