After passing through fort Kearny we crossed the platter River by ourselves while the last few wagons were getting out the river a heard of buffalo came pounding by it was beautiful it me wander how beautiful Oregon will be. The power of the buffalo passing made it seem that we can do it so we didn’t stop at ash hollow or any of the rocks until we got to Scott’s Bluff. Where a little boy in our wagon train fell and broke his leg, we let him ride in our wagon because we had the space. After passing Scott’s bluff we met some Sioux Indians they were on long hunting trip for buffalo. My son had told them we saw a great big herd some 300miles east. They were very friendly and gave our wagon train some buffalo hides they had. Knowing that the buffalo
