My journey is somewhat going well. Even though, there was diseases (that I tried to stay away from) My friend’s daughter falling off the wagon and getting crushed, which was oh so sad. We had to leave a lot of my friends behind because they either died from frostbites or dehydration. But other than that, we’re all going to the west for 3 things. A husband, a homestead, and other new opportunities. The legacy/legacies would be to build schools for the children, churches, libraries, literary societies (book clubs) and charitable events.
June 10 , 1807
Last night we were attacked by fur thieves they didn’t get all of our fur but they got most of it.The main reason why I decided to move in the first place was to search for valuable furs in the fur trade and to find more freedom and be adventurous . On this journey we have been attacked by Native Americans and fur thieves some of our people have been captured by crow Indians a lot of diseases have been going around due to the rifle balls. Through all the hardships I just hope the routes we traveled will be known
Love , Flockamae
My name is Junipero Serra. I was born in 1713. The reason i moved to the west was because I wanted to convert the california Indians to Christianity. I wanted to reward soldiers and attract settlers. I lead soldiers and priests from north mexico to california. Many people were treated harshly but many also died from diseases that were brought to california by newcomers. Many families lived in adobe houses. It was terrible. The territory was neglected. The mexican government soldiers didnt get paid. They stole what they needed from the people they were supposed to protect.There were many legacies left like grapes olives citrus fruits spanish names like San diego los angeles and san francisco. As people seen these amazing legacies they rushed in because of the good crops and fertile land.
Hey, I decide to move to the west because I seek land to make a homestead, opportunities, and a family. During my journal some my friends died in the mountains, freezing to death, drowning, buffalo stampede, Thirst of desert walks, accidents, attacks of natives, and kids falling off of wagons. The legacies I hope to leave is establishes of schools, churches, and libraries. The right to vote and teach natives to sue.
My name Frank Repo and I will tell you why I decided to move to the west. I am a mountain man and the reason and only reason was fur. Fur was very valuable so we would get atacked by theives, Indians, wolves, and bears. it was very cold and some of us died from lingering diseases and others by fatal bullets and arrow but mostly acsidents. I hope to leave the insperation of our stories in our jurnals and most people hike on camping trips in the mountains well thats what we did and i hope to leave those behind. Also in 1807 Lisa led 47 trappers up the Mussurri River.
April 1, 1804
It’s the tenth day of the trip and at the moment we are resting. Lewis and Clark are planning the second route home and I think they want to split up. Someone already died from the grizzly bears, and two more due to the natives. We need to make friendly contact but we can’t if they are trying to kill us. The mosquitos are becoming quite annoying and I still have blisters from the five mile hike last night. We must be careful of poison ivy and wild animals. Well, I must be on my way. I really hope we establish good relations with the natives. It would be really helpful.
My name I Jedadia Birgadear Longtree, and it is August 12, 1827. The only reason I’m writing this today is because I’m in need of some coin. You know what I mean MONEY! I honestly don’t care what it is but as long as it has value I’ll take it. But there’s one thing in specific that I’m looking for. It’s that stuff that covers animals. Yeah furs. They don’t call us fur trappers for nothing. That stuff is worth a tooth or a limb in some cases. An old friend of mine name Hugh Glass was attacked by mother bear just the other day. He’s lucky he got out of there with his life while she left with an extra leg. But boy if he would have killed that beauty we would have made a fortune. Look if you have some fur lying around you should sell it to these Indian folk. I’ve been doing some business with them recently and boy do they eat this stuff up. They would have given us tons of gold if we had that bear skin. Man if I could hope for one thing it would be for bags full of loot and for us to be remembered as those crazy wackos that actually made money off of a seemingly worthless object.
It’s 1827. I’m not quite sure which month though. The heat has made my memory grow hazy and I’m on the verge of perpetual insanity. I’ve seen a total of 15 staggering deaths today. One in particular was Margaret Clark. A buffalo rammed its tough horns through her forehead, fracturing her skull. She died instantly. The other 14 didn’t scare me as much. A couple of drowning and sleep deprived girls don’t bother me. But somehow, I can still manage to hear Margaret’s piercing shrieks in my sleep. I awaken each night, shaking in my gown and clutching the sheets. It frightens me. She frightens me. She was just a child I cared for while her pregnant mother slept. Caring for children who I didn’t bear was not what I intended to do on this trip. I dream of leaving legacies in this wasteland. The women here, including me, perform the role of both genders. But then again we are just women. Our experience will be nothing but an ignored moment in time. How I wish it was different. Even speaking about equality will earn a lady nothing short from a slap in the face. One can dream though.
Dear Journal, May7, 1827
I am getting ready to travel to the west! 20,000 other Chinese and I are going to cross the Pacific to go to California. I want to become rich and have all the food in the world. Being poor and starving isn’t fun. Our mission is to find gold then we will become rich. A legacy I hope to leave would be to have our own city or street sign. Or even a town named China Town and they could have a road called Lilly. I might be going overboard but it would be nice.
~Love, Lilly Chan
March 31, 1827
It is me, Icevvfish, once again. We have reached California. The reasons we came here are for gold, slaves, and land. However, it was not an easy journey. Several members of our group died along the way. Some died because of the severe weather, some were murdered or attacked by animals, and others died because of a frost bite disease. Also, some of our members caused avalanches. The main cause of death was dehydration. By the time we leave here, we want to leave a legacy. We want to shape California into an economic land.
May 24, 1827
Today I’m settling to California. The reason why I’m settling to California is that I want to convert the Western Native Americans to Christians. Another reason why I want to go to California is for more land, place to live, and to build houses. I heard that California has a large amount of land. So far its very isolated, far away, and very lonely. Soldiers are not getting payed well. Instead for the soldiers protecting us, soldiers are stealing from us. I brought citrus, grapes, olives, coffee, spices, and sugar to leave behind. I want to open California to the world. I’m going to leave Spanish names, such as San Diego, Los Angeles, and San Francisco.
Dear Beloved Journal,
My name is Monica Mitchell and I am one of the many women caring for everyone and making sure we’re all safe. I cook, clean clothes, and constantly check on what we need and don’t need. Making sacrifices would have to be one of the most difficult parts. Giving up my favorite clothes, porcelains, and jewelry was difficult for me because all of these belongings were precious to me. Making sure the children stay away from harm is probably on of the most stressful. They become very inpatient and cause themselves to get injured by the Rocky Mountains and steep journeys; we don’t have as many rights as men do here in the west. For example we aren’t allowed to vote. I believe women have the right to vote just as much as men do. We decided to move west and make this long journey to find a husband, new opportunities and a homestead we’ve reached dry deserts and have got ill by severe diseases. Hopefully we get to our destination and if not I leave this journal behind to tell the story of the pioneer women. I hope to change the way the world views women, teach new things to new people, and get women’s right to vote.
Journal Entry #1
I know that you will never get these letters-you are back in New York-so I decided to keep them in my journal. I do not want you to panic when you arrive at our ranch early next morning. I know we were supposed to have tea and biscuits like real, mature women do. You always did rave about dresses and flowers and boys while I enjoyed watching the men work and wrestling with my brothers. So I am telling you in advance, so you are not in shock when you see my house leveled and the grass burned to a crisp. I could not take anything, even the locket you gave me. Papa said we had to leave immediately, so I apologize. On the locket, only my name was engraved. Josephine even though you know I prefer Joey even though it is not ladylike. We all had to leave suddenly-there was screaming and shouting, and then our porch was engulfed in flames and was soon spreading. Mama had explained to me now why the townspeople did it-they did not approve of our lifestyle; the way of the Mormon. They did not appreciate that Papa was married to both Mother and Mama so they tried to burn the house down. But that’s why we were friends; you never judged or looked down your nose at us. You were my friend and loved being at our house as I did yours (your mother makes the best sugar cookie). So I want to apologize for not saying goodbye in advance like proper best friends are supposed to do. But do not fear for me. We are one our way to Utah where some of Papa’s old friends have promised us sanctuary for the time being. Where we are accepted and the baby will be able to grow up healthy and without fear. Where Noah will be able to seek his future wives. I know you two planned to be married by spring; you two looked so happy. We plan to be the first to settle in the Great Basin. We will be okay and from now on, will try our best to farm the land. I do hope the best for you.
Liza Maureen Stotan September 28, 1827
This is my last piece of paper, my last recap of the past week. Recently we entered the Rocky Mountains and all the climbing we have to do because of its high altitude is giving my blister’s blisters. The little ones are taking this new adjustment better than expected. I now have a family of my own, I gained my family through a bitter sweet accident. No less than a week ago my best friend, Anne died. Before she died she told me to take good care of her Suzie, now my Suzie. I fear for the life of Suzie now much more than I do my own. Last night I was awoken by Suzie who was having night terrors and a spasm of coughs. Anne wasn’t the only one that had died so far, Christy had also died from drowning and then so did her son after he went in to try and rescue her. I still carry their memory with me. The first month of traveling I cried everyday wishing that I could return to my old life. My old life wasn’t good, but I think it might have been better than this death road I am marching upon. I do however miss one item of my old life, my father’s wool coat. I kept t as a remembrance of him. His death was unfortunate, but little Suzie reminds me of him every time I see her sweet smile. When I get to the West I hope to build a church so that I can give people hope, the hope that I get when I see Suzie and just how close we are to this newfound freedom. But for now I must go because my past has yet to leave me so now I must go prepare dinner.
Urgot Salad March 32, 1827
It’s been 8 days since I saw a deer, but toady a couple of my buddies found a whole family of them. The raw meat attracts some bears while it’s cooking, so I need to keep watch of out camp. I’ve found a stream up north of our camp so we’re going to set up several traps for fish, deer, beaver and the several animals we’ve found in the west. The main reason I choose the Mountain life was because the fur in the east started to sell cheaper, so I set up a group to find the rare furs and maybe settle. I wish I could have left a couple more trials. To the west since a lot of people are dying from traveling to the mountain.
June 21st 1827
I am Joseph Young Smithy III. I’m deciding to move west to Utah where the Mormons are located. I am going to change the way I think of religion to see what they are preaching about. I understand that many people dislike the way that the Mormons believe polytheistic wives, but I’m willing to try it and observe the outcome. Many hardships will be faced throughout this journey, such as the lack of amount of wagons we are able to obtain plus the animals we have to pull the wagons. There is hot & dry weather so there would be a lack of irrigation and much dehydration. A legacy I would like to obtain is a much great big church with many active members going attending to our services
Joseph Young Smith III
June 12 1852
My name is Cujo Dixon. Today I am traveling to California because back at china a man had told people about the gold and riches that we could get. When I get there is see white people. They had offered us a better life with large homes, and food. But once we start to mine for gold these people were disrespectful to us. They beat us, they taxed us to get us to leave California, I even heard that they cut of my friends braid and he loved that hair style. That just doesn’t seem right to me and these people clearly don’t respect us. But we were able to bring our culture to California. We introduced them to our food, scents, and art. Some of the others had left china but others had decided to stay and we later called our little area china town. So traveling to California was worth it despite all the precaution we went through.
The reasons why I moved to the West was because I to convert Indians into Christianity. I made large grants of land. although on my journey I was treated harshly. some of us caught diseases. I was isolated from my neighbors because they were far apart. the legacies we left are coffee, spices, sugar and raisins. but we did not only leave that we left famous crops. which are grapes, olives, and citrus fruits. But the most important thing we left off all wee Spanish names. ( San Francisco, Los Angeles, and San Diego ).
May 14, 1835
It’s only the afternoon, and still we’re short on supply. This land we are on is dry. We can barely farm. And it has been a long journey. I left home because as Mormon, people don’t like your beliefs. Our belief is having more than one wife. In fact, my fourth wife just died. I think because of this dry land with no farms. If I were to leave a legacy, it would be that our stop would become a important stop to future settlers or maybe a place with water systems like dams or ditches.
- Josh Bunsen
It's 1846, Im in a wagon as I write this piece in my journal. The road is bumpy, Im thirsty and the wagon I'm in is the last of all. All the other wagons wheels have fallen off and nobody wasable to fix it. We have tried to buy one but we don't have much money either. The journey has been tough but it will be worth it. We haven't been able to buy food so we have to live off what we have. We don't exactly know where in the west were going but Brighm Young has declared we are going West..Im excited for a new life. A new life where were able to practice our religon freely. After all that is why were heading West. No more violent mobs or hateful people just peace. We hope to spread the Mormon religon and help others settle West.
June 10 , 1807
Today was the worst. When I was mining one of my buddies was treated bad. So I stood up for him, but the American forced me to go home with my friend. Hardships I faced while going to the west is steep mountains, harsh weatheer, starvation, deaths, Native Americans attacking us. Some of my friends drowned trying to cross rivers. I hope that future generations will still use the gold and melt it for money and stop paying taxes.
I am currently on the move to the West. It is night right now, and in just a few hours I am off to my next stop. I think this might be one of the smartest decisions I've made. I am moving to the West because I want to have contact with Native Americans who want to trade, and I want to find new water routes. My journey is very difficult. Bears raid our camps, mountains are very high, mosquitoes are a constant issue, and many are suffering due to starvation. Sometimes there isn't any food and when there is, the amount is very scarce. These problems make everyday a little more challenging. I am hoping to build and leave behind a relationship with Native Americans. I also want to learn and leave information about where I'm headed to. I don't know how far I will make it or where I'm going to tomorrow but until then, goodbye journal!
Today we traded with the Indians for a life time of animal fur in exchange of Brock’s life. But at noon Brock came back. Unfortunately with the Indians… Shooting at him?! Why? Just my group of Mormons that always fighting Indians every day. Maybe we should sell blacks to slavery but we started with 50 Mormons but there are 10 Mormons and he’s the Mormon that didn’t die really. With 15 wives and two children for each it’s not that bad for a 22nd birthday. (Unfortunately not a good sale day if only Brock didn’t come back.) if anyone else reads this learns three things, 1) don’t have more than one wife just because you’re a Mormon. 2) Tyr and make piece with the Indians. And finally, the most important! Get rid of Brock. Because it will benefit your survival.
Gold! Once I heard about James Marshall's discovering gold, i had to go and get me some gold. It would be an easy way of making a quick fortune. Once I heard about the gold rush I packed my bags and headed to California. Since I lived in the East I had to travel by boat to Panama in Central America, crossed through dangerous jungles to the Pacific side and boarded ships to San Francisco. What a journey! After my long and difficult journey becoming a rich man would be easy, right? No, not at all! The gold was so scarce that if I found a piece it would be a miracle. In fact I did find a gold nugget which made me some what rich. Even though my main goal was to find gold, I also wanted to leave some legacies. It would be an honor to make California the first state in the west and help transform California into a diverse land of economic opportunity.
April 11 1817 I don’t know how much more I can take of this. I am a nice caring Mountain man. I’m moving west in search of fur. These passed 30 years has been the worst years ever. Me and the other men ran into thieves and wild animals such as bears, and wolfs. Native Americans would become a problem as well. In Would hope to leave some legacies behind. If I had to choose two I would choose the routes that became the Oregon California trail, also our trading post we set up.
I am Lucy Lui and my journey so far has been very bad. I emigrated from China to have a better life. Although my family came over for gold we can’t mine unless we pay a fee. I’m treated very badly. The settlers bully me and I was beaten. I think my family will go back to China. I told them I wanted to stay. They for China and I leaved the mines. I opened a restaurant called Dragon’s Palace. The legacy I hope to leave behind is my Chinese culture. There is still prejudice towards my people but the energy and hard work has made my people desirable for work. But I hope to leave behind my culture and hope it impacts the world for years to come. Got to run,
April 11 1817 I don’t know how much more I can take of this. I am a nice caring Mountain man. I’m moving west in search of fur. These passed 30 years has been the worst years ever. Me and the other men ran into thieves and wild animals such as bears, and wolfs. Native Americans would become a problem as well. In Would hope to leave some legacies behind. If I had to choose two I would choose the routes that became the Oregon California trail, also our trading post we set up. BY BULL LEG THE 3RD
April 4, 1827
The Forty-Niners trip wasn’t easy but, difficult all the way through. They moved to the West for the gold rush or just simply because it was there goal. These people have had some rough times, but mostly the young men had more trouble then others. Some were fighting with the Mines and The Forty-Niners for boundaries and claims. The legacies that they left were that the gold rush ended and the California’s Indiana’s invasion was dreadful. Also that California had enough people to become the first state in the far West.
Dear journal, April 7th, 1827
This journey has not been easy. As a pioneer woman traveling in such small wagon space has disabled me from bringing along my personal items and valuables. Although I must keep traveling to find myself new opportunities and possibly a new family and a husband. I’ll also move west for homestead (a land for farm or ranch), not only that but we women will need to search for our independence and show our contributions to America. The journey has not been comforting, the wagon space is too small, and so some women were excluded. Thankfully them and not me! We were forced to contribute to our journey by “womanly work” such as cooking, washing clothes, and watching over children. This had mentally and physically accentuated me. Not to mention trail hazards like diseases, Indian attacks, thirst, and cold. In the end us pioneer women are leaving more legacies through out our adventure. Such as educating our children, gaining the right to vote, finalizing equality, we have also developed schools, churches, libraries, literary society’s, and charitable groups. Without a doubt I am honored to say I am proud to be a pioneer women and reassure that we have gained our independence.
This is your favorite nephew jango.I did not want to stay behind so I decided i would move with the mormons.After the funeral for joseph smith,Brigham young the next leader of the mormons had a great idea.He wanted us to move to find peace and build settlements in the west.I thought it was a good idea so I followed them to the west and the journey was longer than i expected.I was suprize we only had handcarts to pull no other moving objects like wagons or oxens were avaliable.I hope we get to learn new things on this journey and build new churches and get a million of members.
It is August 26th 1827 in California its hot and humid traveling through the heat. The sun is as bright as as a yellow crayon. All I can think is I am dehydrated and I needed water while traveling. I couldn’t even feel a breeze going through my hair or scalp. I can only feel sweat dripping down my face into my nose. I am a Californio Mexican from California. The reason why I moved to the west was because Mexicans won the independence in 1821 the California become under the Mexican’s rule converted California Indian’s to Christianity. The journey was rough and hard to face because California was so far from the capital in Mexico City the territory was so far from the capital in Mexico city the territory was neglected by the Mexican government. The legacy we left behind was good crops such as grapes, olives and citrus fruit, that are introduced to the world know. California is full of Spanish names such as San Diego, Los Angelo, San Francisco. They wanted to rush in for good crops and fertile land.
Dear Journal, 6/02/1827
Things were not so good, money wise, so why not move to the West for awhile, where we can have all the money-gold- we can find and most importantly, need. That’s what my husband and I thought, “It can’t be that bad. The travel to California, I mean. Plus, it’s a good exercise.” Man, were we wrong. It’s August (summer) right now and we are on our way to California. The travel back and forth isn’t easy. Last winter, a group of us headed to Cali and the weather did NOT help. We all got a various amount of frostbites on our hands and feet. And sadly, 5 of the people in the group pasted away from diseases. Don’t even get me started on the summer time! It is so extremely hot, that everyone’s throat dry up and the animals as well. That’s why when we come in the summer, we bring bags of water because if we don’t, we’ll run out of water and die just like the others. And the mosquitos carry diseases so we have to be extremely more careful. I hope this Gold Rush and the people coming over, including myself, is the beginning of a diverse economic land. I know that very soon California will become the FIRST state in the far west, and I want to be part of that.