He was all out of sorts, and gruffly said, "Kansas is a humbug.

It will not be settled in thirty years." In revolutions men live fast.

I had been ten days on my journey, and the man that now crossed the Missouri River at St.Joseph was not just the man that ten days before crossed the Mississippi at Quincy.

He was a wiser and a sadder man.
On the Kansas side the first company I met was a two-horse wagon load of men that had been exploring the Territory and were returning.

They seemed thoroughly disgusted, and said: "The wind blows so hard in Kansas, it would blow a chicken up against the side of a barn and hold it there for twenty-four hours." "Kansas will not be settled in thirty years." So said my not very amiable friend in St.Joseph.It is now somewhat more than thirty years, and Kansas has more than a million of inhabitants.