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encampment, and take up the line of march; the rest fall into their places with the precision of clockwork, until the spot so lately full of life sinks back into that solitude that seems to reign over the broad plain and rushing river as the caravan draws its lazy length towards the distant El Dorado. . • . The pilot, by measuring the ground and timing the speed of the horses, has determined the rate of each, so as to enable him to select the nooning place as nearly as the requisite grass and water can be had at the end of five hours' travel of the wagons. Today, the ground being favourable, little time has been lost in preparing the road, so that he and his pio- neers are at the nooning place an hour in advance of the wagons, which time is spent in preparing convenient water- ing places for the animals, and digging little wells near the bank of the Platte. As the teams are not unyoked, but simply turned loose from the wagons, a corral is not formed at noon, but the wagons are drawn up in columns, four abreast, the leading wagon of each platoon on the left, the platoons be- ing formed with that in view. This brings friends together at noon as well as at night. Today an extra session of the council is being held, to settle a dispute that does not admit of delay, between a pro- prietor and a young man who has undertaken to do a man's service on the journey for bed and board. . . . The council was a high court in the most exalted sense. It was a senate composed of the ablest and most respected fathers of the emigration. . . . It is now one o'clock; the bugle has sounded and the cara- van has resumed its westward journey. It is in the same order, but the evening is far less animated than the morning march. A drowsiness has fallen apparently on man and beast; teamsters drop asleep on their perches, and even when walk- ing by their teams; and the words of command are now ad- dressed to the slowly creeping oxen in the soft tenor of women or the piping treble of children, while the snores of the teamsters make a droning acc