Section 1
Wagon Train Diary
June 10, 1849
The air today was thick and hazy, making the endless plains look even more desolate. We passed the Miller family’s wagon again. It groans under the weight of their luxurious belongings—a velvet settee and a polished table are strapped to its sides. Mother says they care more for glamour than for survival. I think she’s right. Father says their foolishness will cause a mishap for us all, as their slow pace holds back the entire wagon train.