. William Painter and his father, Dr. Edward Painter : sketches and reminiscences . gely iircclominating, with now and then a few Indians. Nearly allof these farmers, and their wives and daughters who accompanied them, wererobust and healthy-looking, and apparently well contented with their shares in life,the fresh, pure air of the jirairies and the bright sunlight being their chief invig-orators. Their teams, which were of many descriptions, were lined up in a con-tinuous row to the hitching posts along the sunny side of the main street, whilepurchases were made and social amenities exchanged
. William Painter and his father, Dr. Edward Painter : sketches and reminiscences . gely iircclominating, with now and then a few Indians. Nearly allof these farmers, and their wives and daughters who accompanied them, wererobust and healthy-looking, and apparently well contented with their shares in life,the fresh, pure air of the jirairies and the bright sunlight being their chief invig-orators. Their teams, which were of many descriptions, were lined up in a con-tinuous row to the hitching posts along the sunny side of the main street, whilepurchases were made and social amenities exchanged, some remaining to patronizethe entertainment to be given in the Opera House that evening, at which would befreely distributed watches, lamps, hams, flour, etc. I arranged with the local livery stable keeper to start on my drive overlandnext day, which was the first day of the week. The triji, I found, would be a dis-tance of twenty-five miles, farther than I had calculated, as I had never been thisway before. The morning dawned cold and windy, but thanks to the kindness of 147. I>I> TKlKi:. A Visit to the Omalia Agency, Nebraska. the county sheriff, who loaned me his big fur overcoat, which I wore over mine,and his cap, I was soon comfortably prepared for tlie journey. •Xow, Shades of the Past, reveal yourselves! I tliought, as we started overthe uiiduhiting sea of land in a carriage behind a fine team of young, unshodhorses. My driver proved to be an experienced guide and hunter, and in this I wasvery fortunate, as the roads over the prairies, many of which are arbitrary Indiantrails, branch off in all directions. I soon found that he depended mostly uponthe position of the sun for his bearings, and was told that tlie Agency lay dueeast, and about five miles from the Missoiiri river. The trip carried us up hill and down, many times, over good, hard roads, overgullies filled with snow, and over little frozen streams. Rarely was a white or anIndian seen in the
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