We had three hundred beaver and one hundred otter skins to show for our work.

That meant a lot of money when we should get them to the settlements.
On the eighth day of the journey home we reached a ranch on the Republican River, where we rested for a couple of days.

Then we went on to the ranch where Harrington had obtained his cattle and paid for the yoke with twenty-five beaver skins, the equivalent of a hundred dollars in money.
At the end of twenty days' travel we reached Salt Creek Valley, where I was welcomed by my mother and sisters as one returned from the dead.
So grateful was my mother to Harrington for what he had done for me that she insisted on his making his home with us.

This he decided to do, and took charge of our farm.

The next spring, this man, who had safely weathered the most perilous of journeys over the Plains, caught cold while setting out some trees and fell ill.