is another train ahead of us, and here we are,
four passenger trains pushing on for Cheyenne. The people from the
different ones visit among each other. Half-way to Granite Canyon
the snowplow got off the track and one wheel broke, so a dead
standstill for hours. Reached Granite Canyon at dark, a whole day
getting there from Sherman, and remained over night.

January 5.--Bright and beautiful. Reached Cheyenne at 11:30 A.M.
Little George Sargent coaxed his papa to let him walk over the
bridge to the town and fell through and broke his arm. Mrs.
Sargent, after holding him till the bone was set, fainted.
Afterwards I called on Mrs. Amalia Post. It was at her house the
Cheyenne women met and went in a body to Governor Campbell's
residence in 1869, and announced their intention of staying till he
signed the woman suffrage bill, which he did without further delay.
Met the governor and several other notables. At 1:30 P.M. our train
was off at first-class speed, and oh, what joy in every face!

January 6.--Arrived at Omaha at 3 P.M. Found letter from brother
D.R., enclosing pass to Leavenworth and saying he had passes for me
from there to Chicago and eastward. If I go to L. I shall miss the
Washington convention, where I am so badly needed. If it had not
been for this vexatious delay I could have had a day or two there
and several more at Rochester. Now I must push straight on. It is
my hard fate always to sacrifice affection and pleasure to duty and
work.

January 7.--All the baggage had to be rechecked at Omaha and when I
insisted upon attending to my own, because I had found that the
only safe way, Mr. Sargent looked so offended that I at once handed
over my checks.

January 8.--Arrived at Chicago at 3 A.M. Went at once to my aunt
Ann Eliza Dickinson's and visited with her till 7 o'clock, had
breakfast and went to Fort Wayne depot where, as I feared, I found
one of my checks called for the wrong piece of baggage; so I took
one trunk, left the baggage-master to hunt up the other, and
started straight for Washington on a train without a sleeper.

January 9.--Passed Pittsburg at 2 A.M. Breakfasted at Altoona on
top of the Alleghanies; scenery most beautiful, but not on so grand
a scale as among the Rockies.

This is the last entry. It is hardly necessary to add that Miss Anthony