March 18, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We are going out west very soon.  Our captain has gotten $25.00 from each family.  We are worried we will not have enough money to pay for essentials and things that are needed.  Before we pay we will see how much more money we need.  Instead of money, Christine and I are going to give Daniel and his daughter, Abby, free education and a wool dress at the cost of three dollars.

March 19, 1858

Dear Diary,

      Our family has earned $100.00  more for our trail money by working extra in Independence, Missouri.  We are all very happy.

 

May 1, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We have earned $50.00 more for our trail money.

 

May 1, 1858

Dear Diary,

      Suddenly, when I was looking around for my last look at Independence, I started to regret what I was doing and feel scared.  Why was I doing this?  Would I ever see my family again?  Somehow I couldn't find the answers inside me.  But I figured it was too late now.  The supplies were already ordered and everyone is depending on me coming, so I can't back out now.  We have also gotten our last call for buying oxen and horses.  But that was no worry because we brought 6 oxen and 1 horse from Robert's farm.  Even though we will need more oxen, it is not worth it now because they will get tired from walking alongside the wagon.

 

May 1, 1858

Dear Diary,

      Everyone on the wagon train has gotten contaminated water from the well.  Our family has chosen to dump out the water and boil out the kegs.  We will now be careful to peel raw foods, cook raw meats, and boil our kegs whenever there is a case of cholera!

May 2, 1858

Dear Diary,

      Our wagon train has reached our first river and have decided to cross.  We do not want to turn back.  We got across safely but they will soon build a bridge across it.

 

July 12, 1858

Dear Diary,

      The kids in our wagon train have gotten an invitation to go and sign their initials on top of Register Cliff.  We have chosen not to let the children go to the cliff because on the way up the cliff they could get badly hurt or fall off.  Also there is a chance that the wagon train would leave them behind because the elders would not have known.

 

July 12, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We have noticed that Abigail Allison Whitman is missing.  There are many things that could have happened.  We decided to send a search party and traded food with the Indians for information about Allison.  They didn't know anything.  Allison was eventually brought home safe and sound.  Everyone was pleased, especially her family.

 

Friday, February 7, 1858

Dear Diary,

      On this trail of moving "Westward Ho," I have learned many things.  I have learned of famous people such as Belle Star, Wild Bill Hickock, Annie Oakley, Sitting Bull, Buffalo Bill, and many names I have heard before.  Before I got 'On the trail,' I only had a small idea.  Now that I am having a 'small' experience about life on the trail,  I have learned and realized the hard times the emigrants had.  I know about snake bites and how a lot are poisonous.  Cholera is deadly and thirst and hunger can also cause death. Many details are in my mind but it will take awhile to write them down.  I also have a duty in the wagon.

 

July 13, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We heard of a natural bridge a ways off the trail.  Our family decided not to go and hopefully we made the right decision.  There was a chance of getting lost, losing stuff in the river or losing the wagon train.  The people who did go, caught back up with us and came back with two quarts of berries.  They also said we all missed out on a lifetime experience.

 

July 17, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We have reached the North Platte river and are thinking of crossing the bridge.  The cost is $5 a wagon and $1 an animal.  Our family decided to cross anyway because it would only be $12 for us to cross.  If we wait for the storm to be over we could be waiting for days.  We made the right decision by paying a toll.  The others who decided not to pay had to pay anyway because another storm hit and they lost two days of travel time.

 

July 23, 1858

Dear Diary,

      A lot happened in Fort Laramie today.  I took a bath and the water was sooooooooo refreshing.  It felt really good to finally get all the grimy dirt off.  We also lost all of our flour when we found bugs in it.  We bought more flour and decided to buy more supplies to hopefully get us the rest of the way.  We bought moccasins, buffalo robes, sugar, flour, and got all of our animals sheared.  Louisa had a baby girl recently and named her Madison America Smith.  A beautiful name I think!  The child is adorable.  I still shudder to think of all the muddy water with alkali in it.  Some families were unfortunate and lost their oxen.  But for the most part our plan worked.  We chose to lock the animals inside the wagon circle and have the men watch and care for them during the night.  Everything turned out okay and Louisa is doing fine.  Everyone wants to hold Maddy so Louisa has gotten much rest.  I look forward to the rest of the trail.

 

July 23, 1858

Dear Diary,

      I have many feelings about the trail.  When I started I was excited.  During the first half I started to get a little depressed and my energy began draining out.  But now the Whitman family has offered to pay $1 per school lesson.  There is going to be a lesson during noon break and during campfire at night.  This is something I love so I don't mind.  I hope the rest of the trail goes smoothly because so far our family has only had small incidents.  Here is a picture of my favorite view!

 

July 28, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We have reached Devil's Gate and all of a sudden the ground started rumbling.  As we went single file through the gate we saw a buffalo stampede.  Mr. George Joe Whitman hurt his leg trying to save his daughters.  Everyone made it safely but we lost a day's worth of travel time gathering the spooked cows and oxen.  We will travel on with five buffalo added to our food stock.

 

 

July 30, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We are at Sweet Water Springs and our captain has decided to have a few people go dig for ice, and the rest stay with the animals to protect them in case there is alkali water.  Robert McMillen, Daniel Honeyman, and Captain Daniel Robbins are the only ones digging.  The men came back safely and with ice.  We all were happy.

 

July 31, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We have made it to South Pass!  We are half way there and in the Rocky Mountains.  The water was rolling down the mountain very fast.  Looking at the steep trail it worries me that not all of us will make it.  But we were unlucky.  One of our wheels snapped and we lost our extra water cask.  We needed to find a way to repair our wagon and fill up our water cask.  We need to think of a way to fill up our cask because we only have one cask left.  We finally found a way to temporarily fix our wagon, and will fill our casks up in the springs.  That night we celebrated with dance, song, and with high spirits because we made it down a deadly pass.

 

July 31, 1858

Dear Diary,

      While we celebrated we came upon another group of pioneers.  They stopped and joined the celebration.  They were thankful for the entertainment so they gave us two head of cattle and a yoke of oxen.  For animals we now have two cattle, ten oxen, and one horse.

 

August 1, 1858

Dear Diary,

      When George Joe Whitman was bitten by a rattlesnake he was in dire pain.  Dr. Honeyman saved his life by feeding George whiskey.  There were lots of other remedies that could have been used, but we thought that whiskey might be the most successful.

 

August 1, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We have come to a fork in the trail!  We are now discussing which way we want to take.  We took the Fort Bridger trail and refilled our water casks, took a bath, and let our animals graze.  Everything was fine until we woke up and realized that 2 of Lavina Honeyman's blankets were missing.  I suspect Indians.  Hopefully we won't lose more!

 

September 9, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We are near Hot Springs today.  Some families had members who went TOO close and they got burnt.  The doctor says that they need to wear a bandage for two days.

 

September 10, 1858

Dear Diary,

      I'm starting to get used to the trail now.  We are so close to Oregon and I'm really excited.  Everyone is falling apart and tired but I have a feeling we all will make it safely.

September 20, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We are about to cross the Snake River.  Each family has to come up with a unique plan on how they are going to cross this dangerous and curvy river.  Here is a drawing of our plan. We will hopefully use the current and our freshest oxen to get from island to island and from shore to shore.  We have decided to caulk our wagon and float across the river.  We hope this will work and maybe we will change our mind last minute and choose another plan.  But now our family feels strongly about this one.  Our second idea would be to use a rope and a rock to anchor our way across.  But that would take too long.  I wish and hope we make it across safely!

 

September 20, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We made it across the Snake.  Our family lost two provisions from our wagon, 3 pounds of peas and 5 pounds of sugar.  It is a lot to spare now, but we will survive.

 

September 30, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We left Snake River.  Now we are facing the Blue Mountains.  They look cold and mystical.  I'm hoping the mountains are not as harsh.  Leaving the Snake was a sad but happy moment.  We all have seen much more difficult times like in the Rocky Mountains.  This new life will be wonderful.  But it is difficult to think about that because walking is so tiring.  I feel like collapsing and resting for a week.  A nap would feel like a warm bath on a summer's evening.  Hopefully we will not see anything more depressing.

 

October 5, 1858

Dear Diary,

      On our way down the Blue Mountains our wagon toppled down the steep, dangerous hill.  Thankfully no one got hurt.  The Robbins family also had a wagon that went out of control.  Our family and the Robbins family lost our provisions and each had to kill one of our oxen due to a broken leg.  Gathering and finding the lost provisions was a difficult task but everyone helped.  The reason why our wagon toppled was we kept our oxen hitched to the wagon.  The oxen aren't strong to hold the weight of the wagon and the provisions inside it so that caused the wagon to flip.  The oxen that was killed was saved for meat.  This depressing trail is almost over with 400 more miles to go.  We are now in Ladd Canyon Hill and finally in Oregon!

 

March 6, 1858

Dear Diary,

      Dead Man's Pass seems awful!  Many people died and lots of oxen didn't make it either.  I have heard that it is the 'grand daddy of all passes,' the steepest, the narrowest, and people had to go through single file.  Hostile Indians, snow cave-ins, and sicknesses are some causes of death.  The pass got its name (Dead Man's Pass) by a whole group of men being killed by hostile Indians during the Bannok War.  Some people claimed to have heard screams, gunshots, arrow shots, and other things in the pass.  (Before Dead Man's Pass it was called Crawford Hill.  The name changed on July 12, 1878.)  Although there are all these bad things, the main good thing it that the pass is around the 1,671st mile!

 

October 12, 1858

Dear Diary,

      We have reached Whitman Mission in Walla Walla County, Washington.  We are at the 1,709th mile, and nearly in Oregon!  Our supplies are going low and have nearly no food or water!  But we have gotten an option to buy, trade, or sell our supplies.  Before we decide what to do with our supplies we have to decide what we want to do when we get to Oregon.  We could stay at the Whitman Mission, take the Barlow Toll Road, or canoe down the Columbia Gorge.  They are all dangerous but only one is the one we are going to take.  We have decided to canoe down the gorge, sell and trade our supplies, wagon, and oxen.  We will get new food, water, and clothing to bring down the river.  We will use our extra money that we earned form selling our supplies to buy new animals in Willamette Valley.  Hopefully we make it!

 

October 12, 1858

Dear Diary,

      Some emigrants came to the Mission with a tattered wagon cover, two almost broken wheels, and a broken axle.  We saw them and asked them if they wanted to buy our wagon, our extra wheels, and our axle for a total of $96.00.  They made their decision very quickly, thanked us and told us that they would soon be on their way down the Barlow Toll Road.

 

October 12, 1858

Dear Diary,

      Three families from a wagon train each had to shoot two oxen because they were lame.  They each only had a total of six oxen and now they only have four.  Since four oxen wouldn't be enough to go over the Barlow Toll Road we sold all nine of our oxen to them for a total of $60.00.  Our prayers are with them as they go over the road. We donated our two cattle and all of our supplies except 5 lbs. of cornmeal, 4 lbs. dried peaches, 6 lbs. dried apples, 10 lbs. salt, 3 lbs. sugar, 1 loaf of bread, 2 blankets, 1 rifle, and 2 wool shirts and pants, to the Mission.  As we get ready to go on the canoe all we can do is pray.

October 12, 1858

Dear Diary,

      For the canoe trip we needed to choose two scouts.  The nominees were John Honeyman, Daniel Honeyman, and my own husband Samuel McMillen.  At first Daniel and Samuel were chosen, but John Honeyman noticed that they were both doctors.  Then Lavinia Honeyman noticed that if both Daniel and John went Lavinia and Margaret might lose both men in their family.  Our train decided to keep Daniel here as the doctor and have John and Samuel be scouts.  All families who have members in danger are worried and hope they survive.

 

October 28, 1858

Dear Diary,

      The Honeyman's canoes crashed on a rock and that caused the scouts to stay behind.  All others made it safely to Oregon.  But when the guides got back they said there was no sign of the men.  We all were sad but knew we had to move on.  Everyone in the wagon decided to have a reunion with the survivors and a proper memorial for those who died.  I have said that from now on I will be called Ms. Cecelia Emily Adams.

 

Summer 1859

Dear Diary,

      I, Ms. Cecelia Emily Adams, have been living in OREGON for quite some time now.  Knowing that my husband Samuel Connor McMillen died along the last part of the trail,  I think I'm holding up very well.  I am living on the Robert's farm with my sister and her husband.  Together we remember Samuel during morning bible readings and evening prayers.  In memory of him I have decided to stay single and not marry again.  Looking back on the past year of my life, I consider myself a very lucky women and a brave soul.  Like many others before me and those who will come after me I give some advice.  Be prepared for a new life, new ways, and a tip for the ladies,,,,,,,,,,,,,  don't forget your manners, you tend to lose them out here.  Out in Oregon I have started to say things like; "Hi Y'all", "My young'ns have grown", and started doing jobs men normally do.  Even though I have all these chores, I am delighted to say that the Oregon Country is everything I have dreamed of.  It has brought me a happy life, a new beginning and I am not just living inside of Cecelia Adams, I am living inside the new, exciting, brave, courageous, and independent Cecelia Adams.

Signed,

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