him into the wagonshop, and, stepping
ahead of him and tipping the wink to the men there, said:

"Have any of you seen Mr. Lee to-day? Here is an officer looking
for him."

They replied that he had crossed the river the day before. This
satisfied the officer, and he went away. I bought oils and paints
for my wagons, and five gallons of whisky with which to treat the
boys who had helped me over the river.

As we left the river a heavy storm came up. It was so dark I
could see nothing. I had four mule teams, and let them follow the
road. We halted about a mile beyond the town of Montrose, and a
man who lived there, named Hickenlooper, took us in and attended
to the animals. I went to sleep and did not wake until ten
o'clock the next morning. This man had all the supplies we
needed, - flour, bacon, etc., - and I purchased my store of
supplies from him. I learned that the company had moved on, and
was camped at a place called Richardson Point, forty-five miles
from Montrose.

Before reaching the encampment I was met by Brigham, H. C.
Kimball, and Dr. William Richards in their carriages, who bade me
welcome. After we reached camp a council was held, and I reported
my success, and gave ah account of my mission. When I had
finished Brigham asked me if I had brought him the hundred
dollars. I replied that I had, and handed it to him. He counted
it, and then said:

"What shall I do with it?"

"Feed and help the poor," I replied.

Brigham then prophesied, saying I should be blessed, and means
come unto me from an unexpected source; that in time of need
friends would be sent to my assistance.

The roads were in bad condition, and we lay quiet a few days,
during which time I painted and numbered my wagons. Myself, Geo.
S. Clark, Levi Stewart, and another man were appointed hunters,
as there was much game in the country we had to pass through -
turkey, deer, and some elk.

From here we traveled to the Raccoon Fork of Grand River, about
seventy-five miles. At the three forks of the Grand River we came
to a halt. In fact, the rain had made the country impassable, and
our provisions were running short. Here we found some wild hogs,
and the men killed several. Brigham said they were some of our
hogs that had become scattered when we were driven out of
Missouri. This was license for us to kill anything we could find.

While we lay here two men came to our camp, named Allen Miller
and Mr. Clancy. They were traders to the