So, I saw again my canvas of the fierce west-bound.
There is to-day no news of the quality which we then communicated.

These knew nothing of Oregon.

I knew nothing of the East.

A national election had been held, regarding which I knew not even the names of the candidates of either party, not to mention the results.

All I could do was to guess and to point to the inscription on the white top of the foremost wagon: "_Fifty-four Forty or Fight!_" "Is Polk elected ?" I asked the captain of the train.
He nodded.