Joseph was finally feeling better and he was ready to take control. He decided at Fort Bridger we would buy another oxen and some more whiskey. Elizabeth’s feet are not sore anymore, but her heart is. She also has brought a journal and in the night she wakes me up with cries, and I see her angrily writing down things. Peter was able to get some small fireworks from one of the men that were setting them off, and he is saving them till we get to Oregon, but I can tell all he wants to do is light them off. After getting everything in Fort Bridger we needed, we moved onto Soda Springs. Before we could stop there, we had to cross the Green River. We took the Names Hill Ferry, which was one of the best fording sites. We made it across