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Title: Our country in story
Year: 1917 (1910s)
Authors: Franciscan Sisters of the Perpetual Adoration (La Crosse, Wis.)
Subjects: United States -- History America -- Discovery and exploration
Publisher: Chicago, New York, Scott, Foresman and company
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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the spotwas worth more than whole pages filled later. The notebooks, when filled, were to be soldered into water-tightcans. At the command, All aboard! by Captain Lewis, thethree boats swung away from the east bank of the Missis-sippi and pushed up the Missouri. Heavy June rainshad set in and the muddy Missouri went whirling andfoaming and tearing along, just as, one hundred andthirty years earlier, Father Marquette and Joliet hadseen it pour its muddy waters into the Mississippi.Only in mid-stream were the voyagers safe. Againand again the boats were almost turned over by driftsof fallen trees. Poles and oars broke and splintered;masts fell. Small bands of fur traders came plunging down-streamin canoes and on rafts well laden with peltries. Theseswift-gliding boats seemed like sights of another worldinto which Lewis and Clark were about to enter. A thou-sand miles up-stream against the current our explorersfought their way. Warmer and warmer grew the weather. WEST TO THE PACIFIC 269
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270 OUR COUNTRY IN STORY The men suffered much from the heat, some from sun-stroke, others from inflamed eyes caused by the reflectionof the suns rays upon the water. Swarms of mosquitoesclouded the air. At the mouth of the Kansas River, on the present siteof Kansas City, the party stopped for a rest. Theystretched their weary limbs and slept so well that neitherthe cry of the whip-poor-will nor even the howl of thewolf could startle them out of their dreams. The water gradually fell, and on the 21st day of Julythe company sailed with a fair wind past the mouthof the Great Platte River and onward a little farthernorth to the mouth of the Nehawka, or Weeping WaterRiver, which marked the boundary between the Otoe andOmaha Indians, two tribes constantly at war with eachother. On they went past great groves of oak and hickory,of walnut, ash, and buckeye which lined the banks of theriver. The elk and deer were numerous. Strange andbeautiful birds flitted about in great numbers. Comingto th

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