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It is a strange affair to be an emigrant, as I hope you shall see in a future work

Posted on October 28, 2014 by mafalda

RLS reached the Pacific Transfer Station near Counsil Bluffs on the eastern bank of the Missouri on Thursday night, 21 August 1879. Here he joined a Union Pacific ‘emigrant train’: left on Friday evening, 22 August, and crossed the Missouri … Continue reading →

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It is a strange affair to be an emigrant, as I hope you shall see in a future work

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