Friday June 18, 1875

A.M. Plains continue. Some land is under cultivation, but no fences. Farm houses and small settlements appear as we near Omaha, where we arrive, P.M., and buy through tickets to New York for $38 each. I saw our old location and farm of 28 years ago, now cut up into city lots. At the Kanesville Railroad Depot, I got off and walked over the ground where I once drove the team to plow and plant, cultivate and gather the corn in 1846 and 1847. The surrounding country and hills yet look quite natural, with play ground, skating pond, hillside where I coasted in winter and rode our truck wagons in summer. I saw the Indian graves and the "Miller Hollow", east, where we cut wood and rails. We here took the Chicago and Northwestern up the Missouri a few miles, then east across a beautiful rolling country of farms and timber.