made no mistake, and set out with him to share his fortune, whatever it
would bring. They had been married and left at once for Jaffray's home
at Jefferson, where he had a position in the County Clerk's office. Now
they were settled and housekeeping. But it was a long, rough journey
they had made from Houston to Jefferson. The railroads had not been
built in that section of the country and travel was done by horse teams
and in covered wagons. Two good colored servants accompanied them; old
Josiah, who drove and took care of the rough work, and his wife;
Caroline, to look after the "Missus" and do the cooking. Bringing out
kettles and pans tucked away in the wagon, Josiah would build a
brushwood fire and Caroline would cook the meals, rations for two weeks
having been provided. When it was time to stop for a meal or to rest
the horses, Josiah would be on the watch for a clear spring of water
along the roadside, would draw up by the side of it and begin
preparations for camping. It was not as much of a hardship as Pullman
travelers would conclude. The wagons were fitted with springs which
gave easily over rough roads and even had a fascination and romance,
and in the cool of the evening when a stretch of smooth road lay before
them it was delicious to feel the soft air blowing into their faces and
to experience the exhilaration of the rapid motion of the wagon. There
were also arrangements for comfortable beds.

Word had gone ahead that Jaffray was bringing home a bride and
the people were alert to give her welcome. Jaffray never realized how
much he was thought of until he came back a Benedict. Homes were
thrown open to him and his young wife with offers to remain as long as
they would, and all .kinds of propositions made for their comfort and
welfare.

"No, thank you, John or Tom or Buck," he would reply, kindly