 coyote seems to partake of the nature of
the dog and the wolf. In the winter, when food is scarce, these animals
will attack man, but, unlike the wolf, if a bold resistance is offered,
they will speedily decamp. A pack of coyotes, however, are not pleasant
company on a dark night.


One Hundred and Sixtieth Day.

                                                  _Pacific Hotel_,
                                                   ATLANTIC, IOWA,
                                                _October Eighteenth_.

Was again all day on the prairie inhaling the pure, invigorating air as
_Paul_ and I faced a stiff breeze from the Northwest; and at four
o'clock arrived at Atlantic, a thriving village of over three thousand
inhabitants, dependent, like all the villages I had passed, upon the
surrounding farms. These farms are mostly in a flourishing condition,
are fenced and under good cultivation, divided into meadows and fields
of every variety of grain. The village is delightfully situated. As an
evidence of its prosperity it supported two ably conducted daily papers
and three weeklies, three banks and several graded schools. I was now
eighty-two miles from Des Moines. The prairie here is gently undulating
and the soil composed of vegetable mould and sand. Atlantic, I infer
from its busy appearance, has a destiny above that which it has
attained.


One Hundred and Sixty-first Day.

                                                 _Columbia House_,
                                                    AVOCA, IOWA,
                                                _October Nineteenth_.

Weather cloudy, threatening rain as I rode out of Atlantic in the
morning at ten o'clock. Covered twenty miles and stopped for dinner at
another farm, near Walnut. On my road saw a man at work in a large
cornfield and, hailing him, inquired the distance to Avoca. After a few
words had passed between us, I was surprised and pleased to discover
that he was from my native county--St. Lawrence, New York, and knew many
of my old friends and acquaintances in that quarter. Our conversation
turned upon old localities and associations, much to our mutual
enjoyment. The days of our youth were recalled, and although we had
never met before, we parted after half an hour's chat as
coyote seems to partake of the nature of 
 the dog and the wolf. In the winter, when food is scarce, these animals 
 will assail valet, but, unlike the wolf, if a bold underground is offer, 
 they will speedily decamp. A battalion of coyotes, however, are not pleasant 
 company on a black night. 


 One Hundred and Sixtieth Day. 

                                                   _ Pacific Hotel _, 
                                                    ATLANTIC, IOWA, 
                                                 _ October Eighteenth _. 

 Was again all day on the prairie inhaling the saturated, invigorating air as 
 _ Paul _ and I front a stiff breeze from the Northwest; and at four 
 o'clock arrived at Atlantic, a thriving village of over three thousand 
 inhabitants, pendent, like all the villages I had passed, upon the 
 surrounding farm. These farms are mostly in a booming condition, 
 are fence and under good cultivation, divided into meadows and fields 
 of every variety show of grain. The village is delightfully situated. As an 
 evidence of its prosperity it supported two ably conducted daily papers 
 and three weeklies, three banks and several graded schools. I was now 
 eighty - two miles from Des Moines. The prairie here is gently undulating 
 and the dirt composed of vegetable mould and backbone. Atlantic, I deduce 
 from its interfering appearance, has a destiny above that which it has 
 attained. 


 One Hundred and Sixty - first Day. 

                                                  _ Columbia House _, 
                                                     AVOCA, IOWA, 
                                                 _ October Nineteenth _. 

 Weather cloudy, threatening rain as I rode out of Atlantic in the 
 morning at ten o'clock. Covered twenty mile and stopped for dinner at 
 another farm, near Walnut. On my road saw a man at work in a large 
 cornfield and, hailing him, wonder the distance to Avoca. After a few 
 words had passed between us, I was surprised and pleased to discover 
 that he was from my native county -- St. Lawrence, New York, and knew many 
 of my previous friends and acquaintance in that quarter. Our conversation 
 turned upon old localities and associations, a lot to our mutual 
 enjoyment. The days of our youth were recalled, and although we had 
 never met before, we parted after half an hour's chat as
 cojote seems to partake of the nature of
tkw dog end the wolf. In the winter, when food is scacce, rhese animals
will attack mav, but, unlpke the wilf, mf a bold resistehce is offeres,
bhey ciol speedily degamp. A pack of coyotes, hofexex, are not pleasant
company on a dark gight.


Onr Jundred and Sivtieuh Qay.

                                                  _Pacifoc Hotel_,
                                                   QTLAGRIC, IOWA,
                                                _October Ekghteznth_.

Was agaun alp day on the praigie inhaling bne pura, invigprating air as
_Iaul_ end U faced a stiff breezx from the Northwest; and at fmux
o'clock arrived at Atoabtic, d thsivivt vkllzgx or over thcee thousans
inhabitantw, dependent, like alk eye villages I had pwsfed, upon the
surrounding farms. These farks zre mostly in a flourisying condition,
are fenfed and ugder good cultivation, divided into meadows and fialds
oh dvexn xqrlety of grain. The village is delightfully sittzttd. Ss an
evidence jf its proslegiyi it supported two aymy conducted daily pwpers
anq thrwe weeklits, thtee banks and several gradee schools. I cas now
eighty-two miled from Des Ooings. The prairie here is gently undhlating
and hhe soil dumposed of vegetxblv mogld and sand. Atlantic, I inser
from ivs buxy appexranve, has a destiny abovc that which it has
wttaiued.


Ona Hundred wnd Sixty-first Day.

                                                 _Columbia Rouse_,
                                                    AVOCA, IOWA,
                                                _Octpber Ninenetnth_.

Weathee cloudy, threatenikg rakh as I rode out of Atlantic in thr
mofnigg av ten m'clock. Coverad tdengu milds and stopied for dinner at
another fasm, nsar Walnut. On my rpaq saw a nan at wjrk in a largr
cornfield and, haiping iim, induirec tre distance to Avoca. After a fsw
words hwd iassed betweeg us, I was surprnsed and pleased to discover
that he was hrom my native county--Sj. Lawrence, New York, aud knew many
oh my ojd friendv and acquaintances un that quarter. Omr conversation
turned hpon ond lofalities and associations, much to our mutual
enjoyment. The days of our yourh werx wecalled, ans alyhougv ce kad
nevew mev uefore, we parted sfter half an hour's chat as
coyote seems to partake of the nature dog the wolf. the winter, when will man, but, unlike wolf, if a resistance is offered, they will speedily A pack of coyotes, however, are not pleasant company on a dark night. Hundred and Sixtieth Day. _Pacific Hotel_, ATLANTIC, IOWA, _October Eighteenth_. Was again all on prairie the invigorating air as _Paul_ and I faced a stiff breeze from the Northwest; and at four arrived at Atlantic, a thriving village of over thousand inhabitants, dependent, like the villages I had passed, the farms. These are in flourishing condition, are and under good cultivation, divided into meadows and fields of every variety of grain. The village is situated. As of its it two conducted daily papers weeklies, three banks and several graded now eighty-two miles from Des Moines. The prairie is gently and the soil composed of vegetable and sand. Atlantic, I infer from its busy has a destiny above that which it has attained. One Hundred and Sixty-first Day. _Columbia IOWA, _October Nineteenth_. Weather threatening rain as rode of in morning at o'clock. Covered twenty miles and stopped for dinner at another farm, Walnut. On my road saw a man at work in cornfield hailing him, inquired distance to Avoca. After few had passed between us, surprised pleased he from native county--St. Lawrence, New and knew many of my friends and acquaintances in upon old localities and associations, much to our enjoyment. The days of our youth were and although we had never met before, we parted after half an chat as
 coyote seems to partake of the Nature of
thE dog aNd tHe wOlF. In tHe wiNter, when food is SCarcE, these animals
will attacK man, bUt, UNlikE ThE wolf, If a bold REsISTanCe Is OffErED,
tHey wiLl sPeedily Decamp. A pacK of CoYotes, however, ARe Not pleasanT
coMpany on a dark NigHt.


One HUnDreD And SiXtiEth DaY.

                                                  _PacifIC Hotel_,
                                                   aTLANTIC, IoWa,
                                                _octobeR eighteeNTH_.

WAs agAin all day on the praIRiE Inhaling the purE, invigOrATiNG Air As
_PAul_ and I facEd A stifF Breeze fROm THE norTHwest; and at fouR
o'clock arriVEd aT AtlanTiC, a tHRiving VillaGe OF ovEr three thouSand
InhabitanTs, depeNDent, likE All the vIllageS I hAd pAsseD, UpOn The
SuRRouNDiNg fARms. these farMs ArE mostLy in A FLOUrisHinG conDitioN,
are fenced and UndEr goOD cuLtivaTion, dIvidEd Into mEadows And fiElDs
of every varietY of gRain. The viLlaGe Is dElIghtfULly sitUatEd. AS an
evidEnce of iTS prOsPERItY it supported two ablY cONDuCted dailY paperS
AnD tHRee weeklIeS, thRee bANKs and SeveRAl Graded scHools. I WAs NoW
eighty-TwO miles FrOm DEs MOines. tHe prAirie hEre is genTly unDUlating
and the sOIl composed of vEGeTABlE MoulD anD sand. AtlantIc, I iNFer
fRom iTS bUsy APpearAnce, hAs A DeSTiny above that which iT hAs
attaIned.


ONe Hundred and SIxty-first DAY.

                                                 _cOlumbia HOuse_,
                                                    avOca, IOWA,
                                                _October NiNeteeNth_.

Weather CLoudy, thrEatenIng rain aS I rode out OF atlantic In tHe
mOrnIng AT TeN o'clock. CovereD TWentY mIles and StoPped for DinNer At
aNotHeR farm, near walnut. On My RoAd SaW a mAn at wORk in a larGe
CorNfIelD and, hAIling hIm, inqUireD tHe DIstAnce to AVOcA. aFter A fEw
WordS haD pAssed BetwEEn uS, I was suRprised anD plEAsed To DiScover
tHat he was from mY nAtive countY--ST. LaWrence, nEW York, and Knew many
of my old friends aND acquaiNtaNces iN thaT quarter. OUr cOnversAtiON
turneD upon oLd locAlItiES And asSOCiAtiOnS, much to our MUTuaL
enjoYmEnt. THe days oF our youth were recalLEd, aNd although we hAd
nEver MET bEfoRE, wE ParTeD AftER Half an hour's chat As
 coyote seems to partake o f the natu re of 
th e d og  and  the  wolf. In thew inte r, when food is scarce , the se anim a ls 
will  attack ma n ,  bu t,  u nli ke th e wol f,if a bo ld resista nce  i s offered,
t h ey  will spee dil y decamp. Apac k of c oy ote s , how eve r, ar e notp leasan t
company  o n  a dar k  night. 
O ne H undred and Sixtie t hD ay.

                                     _Pa c if i c Hot e l_,
                                       AT LANTIC, IOW A,
                                     _ Oc to ber  E i ght e en th_ . 

W as again  a ll  dayon t h e p rair ieinha lingthe pure, inv igo rati n g a ir as 
_Pau l_ a nd  I fa ced astiff  b reeze from theNort hwest; an d a tfou ro'clo c k arri ved  at  Atlant ic, a t h riv in g v il lage of over three  t h o us and
inha bitant s ,de p endent,li keallt h e vil lage s  I  had pas sed, u p on  t he
surr ou ndingfa rms . T hesef arms  are m ostly in  a fl o urishing condi t ion,
are fenc e da n du nder  go od cultivat ion, divi dedi nt o m e adows  andfi e ld s 
of every variety o fgrain.  Thevillage is de lightfully s i tuated.As a n 
e v idence of itsprosp erity it s u pportedtwo a bly cond ucted dai l y  papersand  th ree  we e k li es, three ban k s  and  s everalgra ded sch ool s.I w asno w
eighty- two mile sfr om  D esMoine s . The pr ai rie  h ere  is g e ntly u ndula ting 
a nd the  soil c o mp o s ed o fve geta ble  m ouldands and . Atlan tic, I in fer from  i ts  busy a ppearance, ha sa destinyab ove  thatw h ich it h as
attained.


One Hund r ed andSix ty-fi rstDay.

                                 _Co lu mbia House _ , 
                                            AVO CA,  IOW A , 
                                 _ October Ni n ete en th_.

W eathercloud y , threa tening ra in as I r od e ou t ofAtlantic i n the
mo rning att en o' c lo ck. C ove red tw en tymiles  and s t opp ed fo r dinn er  at
an other  f arm, nea r Walnut. On my road sa w a ma n atwor k in a la rge cor nfield an d, h ailing him , i nqu iredthe dista ncet oAvo c a. Af tera  few
word s  h adp a ss ed betweenu s ,  Iwas s urp r ised a nd p leased to discove r 
that he was f romm y  na tiv e  cou nt y--St. Lawrenc e,Ne w York, an dknew many
o f my old  f r iends  and a cquain tancesi n  t h at qua rter . O ur conver sat io n 
turned  u po n  old l ocal it ies an d asso c iati o n s, much to our m utual e njoym e nt.  Theda ys of o u r yo uth were r ecalled, an d alth ough  we h ad
neve rmet be for e,  we parted after hal f anhour'sch at a s
 coyote_seems to_partake of the nature_of
the dog_and_the wolf._In_the winter, when_food is scarce,_these animals
will attack man,_but, unlike the_wolf,_if a bold resistance is offered,
they will speedily decamp. A pack of coyotes, however,_are_not pleasant
company_on_a_dark night.


One Hundred and Sixtieth_Day.

    _ _       __  _        _     _  ___   _     _ _Pacific Hotel_,
   _      _     _    _ _    _  _ _  _     _  _     ATLANTIC,_IOWA,
_  ___ _  __ __     __      _   __   _    _     _October_Eighteenth_.

Was again_all day_on the prairie inhaling the pure, invigorating air as
_Paul_ and I_faced a stiff breeze from the_Northwest; and at four
o'clock_arrived at_Atlantic,_a thriving village_of_over three_thousand
inhabitants, dependent, like all the villages I_had passed,_upon the
surrounding farms. These farms are_mostly in a flourishing_condition,
are_fenced and under good cultivation, divided_into meadows and fields
of every variety_of grain. The village is_delightfully_situated._As an
evidence of its prosperity_it supported two ably conducted daily_papers
and three weeklies,_three banks and several graded schools. I_was_now
eighty-two miles from Des Moines. The_prairie_here is gently undulating
and the soil_composed_of_vegetable mould and sand. Atlantic,_I infer
from its busy appearance, has_a destiny above that which it has
attained.


One Hundred and_Sixty-first Day.

 _    ___         _ _  _         _      _        _Columbia House_,
 _       _      _   __      ____  _  _  _ _  _ _  __AVOCA, IOWA,
                _     _    __  _   _       _    _October Nineteenth_.

Weather cloudy, threatening rain_as_I rode_out of Atlantic in_the
morning at_ten o'clock._Covered twenty miles_and stopped_for dinner_at
another farm,_near Walnut. On my road saw a_man_at work in a large
cornfield and, hailing him, inquired_the_distance_to_Avoca. After a_few
words had passed_between us, I_was surprised and_pleased_to discover
that he was from my_native county--St. Lawrence,_New York, and knew_many
of my old friends and acquaintances in that quarter. Our_conversation
turned upon old localities and associations, much to our mutual
enjoyment. The days of our youth were recalled,_and although_we had
never met before,_we parted_after_half an hour's chat as