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May 28, 1856
I am on a steamboat – a floating palace. I am on the
upper deck, looking out over all of St. Louis. Not long ago,
I wished to be here. Now my wish has come true. But I never
wished it to happen this way!
Nellie shook me awake before dawn.
I dressed quickly. She held a lantern as she rushed Pres and
me down the walk. Father had the carriage waiting. Nellie
put a basket of journey food into my lap. She hugged me hard.
Then we raced to the levee.
Even at dawn, the levee was noisy and crowded. Father hurried
Pres and me aboard The Kansas Hopeful. . . I hugged
Father good-bye. It was so hard to let him go! I said Mothers
words inside my head: When you come home . . . When you
come home . .
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