It was a light craft and a jolly crew, and all was smooth sailing for four or five days.
When we got near old Julesburg, we met with a serious mishap.

Our raft ran into an eddy, and quick as lightning went to pieces, throwing us all into the stream, which was so deep that we had to swim ashore.

We lost everything we had, which greatly discouraged us, and we thereupon abandoned the idea of rafting it any farther.

We then walked over to Julesburg, which was only a few miles distant.

This ranch, which became a somewhat famous spot, had been established by "Old Jules," a Frenchman, who was afterwards killed by the notorious Alf.