May 6, 1854
Today my family and I stopped at a lock town and met a lot of new people. We saw Russians, and Irish, and Bohemians. We also ran into our neighbors from a while back; they decided to settle in the lock town, but I want to move west--towards where Ohio is. I want to be able to thrive and not live a mediocre life like the one I lived back in New Hampshire. I'm very worried about this cholera epidemic that seems to be going around. Already, we have had to leave four families behind, and even more have died. I ma scared that it will hit my family, and pray that it won't. That is the last thing we need on our journey west.
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