ever he may be, whatever place he may fill among men, in person and majestic manner, I "ne'er shall look upon his like again."
Sept. 25th. Your trio of descendants, my dear mother, take possession of the cabin today. The trunks, four in number, are moved over; the boards constituting the floor are drawn close together in the centre of the room, so as to accommodate the cooking stove, which we are hourly expecting. Alice and myself are sewing up some sacks of coarse, unbleached cotton, to be filled with prairie hay and used as mattresses to our lounges, which we have the promise of to-night. We sit a while upon one trunk, then try another, hoping it may be more comfortable; then we mount the old blue chest; but we cannot, in either position, cheat ourselves into the belief that we find rest to our backs. This leads us into another "committee of the whole" upon the question of indulging in the luxury of chairs. We price them, but can find nothing cheaper than two dollars seventy- five cents for a most frightfully-painted wooden rocking-chair, and one dollar each for ordinary
