. Ox-team days on the Oregon Trail /by Ezra Meeker ; revised and edited by Howard R. Driggs. se, I drove down Broadway from161st Street to the Battery, without getting into anyserious scrape, except with one automobilist who becameangered, but afterwards was as good as pie. Thirty days satisfied me with New York. The crowdswere so great that congestion of trafTic always followed mypresence, and I would be compelled to move. One daywhen I went to City Hall Park to have my team photo-graphed with the Greeley statue, I got away only by thehelp of the police, and even then with great difficulty. A
. Ox-team days on the Oregon Trail /by Ezra Meeker ; revised and edited by Howard R. Driggs. se, I drove down Broadway from161st Street to the Battery, without getting into anyserious scrape, except with one automobilist who becameangered, but afterwards was as good as pie. Thirty days satisfied me with New York. The crowdswere so great that congestion of trafTic always followed mypresence, and I would be compelled to move. One daywhen I went to City Hall Park to have my team photo-graphed with the Greeley statue, I got away only by thehelp of the police, and even then with great difficulty. A trip across Brooklyn Bridge to Brooklyn was alsomade, and then, two days before leaving the city, I camenear to meeting a heavy loss. Somehow I got sandwichedin on the East Side of New York in the congested districtof the foreign quarter and at nightfall drove into a stable,put the oxen in the stalls and, as usual, the dog Jim inthe wagon. The next morning Jim was gone. The stable-man said he had left the wagon a few moments after Ihad and had been stolen. The police accused the stable-. In Wall Street, New York City. 218 Ox-Team Days on the Oregon Trail men of being parties to the theft, in which I think theywere right. Money could not buy that dog. He was an integralpart of the expedition: always on the alert; always watch-ful of the wagon during my absence, and always will-ing to mind what I bade him do. He had had more ad-ventures on this trip than any other member of the out-fit. First he was tossed over a high brush by the ox Dave;then, shortly after, he was pitched headlong over a barbedwire fence by an irate cow. Next came a fight with a wolf;following this, came a narrow escape from a rattlesnakein the road. Also, a trolley car ran on to him, rolling himover and over again until he came out as dizzy as a drunkenman. 1 thought he was a goner that time for sure,but he soon straightened up. Finally, in the streets ofKansas City, he was run over by a heavy truck whilefigh
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