such a neighbor.

Carson had led a wild and adventurous career, and, after talking
much with those in whom he had confidence, he decided to adopt
the life of a farmer. In this conclusion he was joined by Richard
Owens, an old mountaineer and an intimate associate for many years.

It did not take them long to fix upon a desirable site, and, in the
spring of 1845, stock and animals were bought, building commenced
and everything was fairly under way. At the moment when the scarred
mountaineers were counting with pleasure on the complete arrangements
made, an express messenger galloped up and handed Carson a letter.

The contents were of an important character. Captain Fremont had
written to notify Kit that he had started on his third exploring
expedition, and, inasmuch as the mountaineer had given his promise
months before, that in the event of doing so, he (Carson) would
serve again as guide, Fremont reminded him that he should hold him
to his pledge and would expect to meet him at Bent's Fort on his
arrival there.

It was a considerable pecuniary sacrifice for Carson to keep his
promise, but he never failed to do so, when it was not absolutely
impossible. Besides, it is fair to presume that the old life could
never lose its charm for one of his disposition, and, contrasted
with the humdrum existence of a farmer, he could not have been much
grieved over the reception of the message. But it must be stated
that both Owens and Carson sold out at much loss, and, putting
their affairs in the best shape possible, bade families and friends
goodbye, mounted their horses and set out for Bent's Fort which