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. Incidents of western travel [electronic resource]: in a series of letters. ful in the visionbefore me. The white tents, the particolored cos-tumes, red and gray predominating; the tetheredhorses, the patient oxen, half buried in grass; lifein various forms, all eager and in motion; thesoftened hum of the camp, as it came floating onthe prairie wind—all made a life-picture, to copywhich would make an artists fortune. We turnedour eyes away to look upon more quiet scenes, therolling prairies, the yellow flowers, the wavinggrass, and the silent sky. From what I heard and from all I saw, I mustsay that Kansas is a beautiful country. As to land, verdure, and climate, I saw it under very favorablecircumstances. The cold in winter is terrible.In September, the thermometer was nearly up 174 INCIDENTS OF WESTERN TRAVEL. to ninety. The weather, though extremely coldsometimes, is variable, and often very warm inautumn. We closed a pleasant ride near sunset, and found that one of the preachers (Brother Eice)had arrived during our absence. He was on hisway to Conference.. INCIDENTS OP WESTERN TRAVEL. 175 LETTER XXI. KICKAPOO—A NIGHT ALARM—-THE CONFERENCE—A SELF-DENYING MINISTRY—APPEAL FOR KANSAS. On Wednesday, the 10th of September, beforeleaving for the seat of the Conference, I preachedin the chapel at the Mission to the few Indian boysand girls who had returned to school, the teachers, and a few others. Returning through Westport, we reached Kansas City, and spent the night, wait-ing for a boat. Just before day the Emigrant camealong: we went aboard, and in the afternoonreached Kickapoo. On our arrival, we found theplace almost deserted. The women and childrenhad well-nigh all fled. Most of the men had goneto join the army: a dozen or so abode by thestuff. Some two or three troopers lingered aboutthe grocery, seemingly loth to leave its liquidattractions. The chance for Conference lookedforlorn. We were invited and urged to go toWeston, in Missouri, but declined, dete