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Four o'clock in the afternoon of the first day brought us within three miles of Grass Lake, now called Leoni. Here we found our progress impeded by quite an extensive marsh which looked like anything; but driving loaded wagons over it; but it lay in our way, and having no inclination to turn back, nor to go around, we attempted to ford it. We had not made more than half the distance across it when we were brought up standing, or rather sticking in the mud. There was a man in our company with his goods and family, ten in number, who had made a location adjoining ours. Thinking to lighten our load we all got off and waded through, and happily escaped the venomous fangs of the Massasaugers with which the swamps were then so thickly infested. After lighting up, our teamsters hitched four yoke of cattle to the end of the tongue of the foremost wagon, thinking to bring it' out, but did not succeed. Totally unconscious of how far we were from human habitation or assistance, eight o'clock in the evening found our teams mud bound, and ourselves perched upon high ground with our garments
wet and bedrabbled with the soil of Michigan. The monotony of our situation was broken occasionally by the howl of a hungry wolf, or the shriek of some startled night bird. We had about made up our minds to camp where we were for the night, when, to our great joy, we beheld a man approaching with three yokes of cattle. We were not long in procuring his assistance to help us out of our difficulty.
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