During the small hours of the night, he passed the steamers Osceola, James Howard and Andy Baum, all of which spoke him and inquired if he was in need of anything.

At daybreak, the Osceola Belle stopped and gave him some hot coffee and the City of Helena gave him a cheer.
Around the Devil's Elbow, he encountered another furious head wind which required heavy work to go against.

So vigorous were his exertions that he stopped at Bradley's, Arkansas, for the night and started next morning at 11 o'clock for Memphis which city he reached at four o'clock.

Above Memphis he was met by a fleet of excursion steamers and the sight of his flashing paddle as he approached them was the signal for the firing of a salute from a ten pound parrot gun on the deck of the General Pierson.

Miss Jeanette Boswell, one of the reigning belles of Memphis, handed him a banner and made a pleasant address of welcome.
Holding on to the gunwale of the gig, Paul replied in a felicitous manner as he accepted the trophy from her hands.