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also some bacon & milk, the last was a great luxury, we have rode hard for the last three or four days & our horses look very much faded,, we here succeeded in procuring a guide a Mr Kinney,, a young man in appearance perhaps 35 yrs but he has ^ lived twenty years or more among the mountains, we give him in money & other things somewhere about $800 to guide us to Salt lake City, we took tea with Mr Kinney a white cloth was spread upon the floor upon which the dishes were placed we seated ourselves around on buffalo robes our bill of fare consisted of venison good biscuit & butter, fried eggs, coffee & milk, the settlers have quite a good stock of cattle hogs pigs etc Hens, dogs & raise their own corn & wheat etc they irrigate their lands by water carried in ditches & their corn some 8 or 10 inches high looked tolerable well, we all slept out of doors on account of the "chinchas" or bed bugs which they said were very troublesome, 27th rained we started back to meet our company, reached St? Charles Creek about noon found here a large patch of wild currunts of two varieties black & yellow & two or three times the size of our common cultivated varieties. the yellow tasted some like gooseberries, the black being more astringent saw wild Flax Wild Pea Wild Gourd, came across some young Magpies, intended drying some currants for seed but a thunder storm coming up prevented, rode through the rain & mud to the Arkansas. we had the last meal only venison without any salt we however cooked it by holding to ^ the fire on sharpened sticks & appetites made it delicious we were out torn page bread and all other provisions, & we now eat our last torn page