Diary of Little Germaine

19 May 1845: We are Seven Wagons

A new family joined us, and now there are seven wagons in our little company and 26 people.  1. Papa’s wagon with Mama, me and Annabelle.  2. Uncle Luke and […]...

20 May 1845: Grandma and Grandpa Charlebois

I have not written yet about Grandma and Grandpa. Neither of them speak very much English, and I have not known them for very long. They came out to Missouri […]...

21 May 1845: Some Salt Pork is Missing

Some salt pork went missing from Mr. Pembrook’s wagon this morning. Papa immediately said that it was the Indians. “Thieving, no-good savages,” are his precise words. I think that the […]...

22 May 1845: We Meet Some Travelers

This morning we met some travelers who were coming back from Oregon. There were six wagons, camped out along the Little Blue. They said that another company of nearly forty […]...

23 May 1845: A Clamor in the Night

The pots and pans made a horrible clamor in the middle of the night. Uncle Luke got up to see what it was, and it turned out to be a […]...

25 May 1845: Will Gives Me a Compliment

Last night, we camped on the main fork of the Blue River. I was much too tuckered to write my diary, so I will try to remember about it. The […]...