Dear Beloved Diary,
I recall the moment when my friend returned after years of trading fur in the West as a Mountain man. His stories of riches in the West convinced my parents to trek away from our lovely home in New York to reach a place unknown to me. I gathered my very few belongings and helped Ma pack some of the food for the long journey ahead of us on the Oregon Trail. This is now a part of my very distant past. We have been traveling for five weeks now and have struggled to overcome obstacles.
For about a week we have had a food shortage and I am forced to eat in very small portions. Unfortunately, my father injured his arm and is now unable to hunt. Ma and I try to make due with just berries and plants we see along the way. We have had to cross rivers which has caused us to lose a grand majority of our supplies. Along the way, we have met many new people who all travel for different reasons. Some hope to find riches, others are in search of freedom. We met a family of Mormons who had been denied the right to practice their religious duties. I met their eldest daughter Emily, who like me is terrified of the journey ahead of us.Order now
We settled in Oregon Country, where we lived for only three months. My family and I disliked the overpopulation and decided to move all the way to Texas. My father said that the government promised to grant each family that settled in Texas a large piece of land. Of course a child of my age ponders of what life in Texas will be like. My father answered every question I threw at him. He told me that Texas wanted to gain independence from Mexico. To gain independence he explained to me that the people begun a revolution.
He said about 5 years ago there were two important battles that helped them gain complete independence. One battle was in the Alamo, where a small number of rebels fought against a large Mexican army. Months later, they captured Santa Anna leading to their independence. Ma, father and I now live in an independent Texas. I hope that 1842 brings me many new adventures to conquer. I am very excited to be living in Texas where we have enough land to plant crops to trade with other families.
Dear Lovely Diary,
Im well aware I haven’t written in you for years. It is just, once grown, one puts away childish things. I come back to you, to tell you that I now have a little sister to care for that just recently turned 14 born in 1843. Charlotte is a handful, she dances, prances, and sings until mother calls for dinner time. Every night, my father calls us close to the fire to tell us stories and tales on what is happening outside of Texas. Tonight he tells us about Manifest Destiny. He tells us the great desire that America has to declare land near the Pacific Ocean.