June 19, 1853

June 19th. Sunday. What a welcome day will that be that brings us safe through that we may all rest once more on the Sabbath. Started about the usual hour, reached Horse-shoe Creek by noon. This is a beautiful stream, just such a stream as I should like to live close by. The water is so clear that we can see the bottom where it is six feet deep. The bottom is covered with stone of a variety of colors. There are a few fish here. The water is rather swift to catch them. Some beautiful shade trees along its banks. Two miles farther is a very bad hill to ascend about 1 mile in length and nothing but rocks from bottom to top. Drove on 4 miles farther and camped. Just about this time there was a severe hail storm some rain, and quite a cool evening.

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