60/66 The engines are throbbing and doing their utmost. I wonder how Dr.Seward and Mr. There seem to be endless streams running down the mountains into this river, but as none of them are very large, at present, at all events, though they are doubtless terrible in winter and when the snow melts, the horsemen may not have met much obstruction. I hope that before we get to Strasba we may see them. No news, and no time to write it if there had been, for every moment is precious. |