Gold rush Stories

Susanna Danforth looked at the cloudy sky and prayed the rain would hold off. The previous day had seen their wagon get stuck in the mud, interrupting their journey west. It had been an unseasonably wet spring, and their travels through Missouri had taken far longer than anticipated. The humidity had her long, red curls sticking uncomfortably to her face and neck, and she longed for the luxury of a real bath. But she kept...