Across the Wide and Lonesome Prairie: The Oregon Trail Diary of Hattie CampbellNow that we're in the North Platte River Valley the air feels dry and thin. My lips are so chapped they bleed when I talk. The only thing to do is dip our fingers in to the bucket of axle grease and rub our lips every hour or so. It smells bad, it tastes bad, and the blowing dust sticks. |
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Across the Wide and Lonesome Prairie: The Oregon Trail Diary of Hattie Campbell Kristiana Gregory No preview available - 2003 |
Across the Wide and Lonesome Prairie: The Diary of Hattie Campbell, the ... Kristiana Gregory No preview available - 2012 |