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       By two young Ralston men who traveled from Illinois
      to San Francisco via New York and the Panama Isthmus.
      Taking 29 days from New York.
      
       To their father 
Peter, in Harlem Township, Winnebago Co, Illinois,
      USA.
      
       As children, they had immigrated to the USA from
      Scotland in 1840 on the British Barque "
Tay".
      
       Verbatum copies.
    
      New York, April 4, 1864
      
       Dear Father. We arrived safe on Friday about 4
      o'clock. We were behind time and failed to make
      connections, we missed the express at Detroit and we
      had to go on the mail train and they stop at every
      station. When we got to the office of the steamboat,
      he was writing out the last tickets for steerage, we
      could not get one. That we would have to wait for the
      13. So we thought that if we would have to board 10
      days, it would be cheaper, all considered, to buy a
      second cabin ticket, so we bought one at $175 each.
      There will be a big crowd. The name of the steamer is
      the 
Champion. She connects with
      the 
Constitution the other
      side of Panama.
      
       We went to hear Dr. McElroy of the Scotch
      Presbyterian Church, Sunday. We did not hear him as
      he had Dr. Shadd preach for him that day. They have a
      presentor and part of them stands up at prayer. We
      got along very well through the great city of New
      York. We had to pay $2¼ per day. We sail today
      at 12:00 noon. No more at present.
      
       We remain your affectionate sons,
      
       
C. Ralston, 
P. Ralston.
     
 
		 
    
      San Francisco, May 3d 1864
      
       Dear Father
      
       We arrived at Aspinwall on the 16th, Saturday, of
      April, at 2 o'clock and we stayed till 6
      o'clock and then took the cars across the
      isthmus. It is a small place and there is quite a
      stir when a steamer arrives. It was pretty warm. The
      blacks were going around selling cold lemonade for
      10cts a glass, and all kinds of fruit. The passengers
      were eating and drinking regardless of health. We
      started at 6 o'clock. There was three trains. The
      road is through a marshy and small brush and little
      trees and hills. It is very crooked, curving around
      hills very high.. We saw a few huts thatched with
      bark or leaves. Some of them with the sides open. It
      was at night and you would see them sitting on the
      ground with a lamp burning. There was a few places
      along the road like that. You would wonder how the
      road was built. We arrived at Panama at about 11
      o'clock at night. Went aboard a steam tug that
      brought us to the steamer anchored out in the bay. We
      got aboard about 1 o'clock and started at 6
      Sunday morning. We had a very good passage, but head
      winds for two or three days. It blowed very hard
      ahead. But the Pacific is not like Atlantic, it
      don't get so rough. If we had such a blow on the
      Atlantic we would have a very rough sea. The steamer
      called at Acapulco, a place in Mexico, for coal and
      water. She also took aboard several head of cattle.
      She carries her own beef on the hoof. The natives
      came in their boats selling oranges, bananas, pine
      apples, coconuts, shells, etc. We got along without
      anything of interest. Sometimes in sight of land. All
      high land, very high mountains, all rocky and barren.
      There was a case of Panama fever brought on by eating
      Panama fruit. There was plenty measles aboard, of
      course we thought we were all right, we had had the
      measles. On the 27th and 28th it was rough, the ship
      rode up and down and passengers were a little
      (illegible) not much than me and Peter did not feel
      just quite well. On Friday morning when I saw
      Peter's face it was all over with spots. Well it
      could not be the measles for he had them before. He
      was up all the time, and did not feel very sick, for
      we had no place lie but on the deck. After breakfast,
      (he could not eat any breakfast), he got sick and had
      to go below, A man gave him his bunk. So I called the
      Dr. and he said it was the measles. He called it the
      black measle. The worst measle. He said if a person
      did not have the measles right it would be the black
      measles. This was on Friday. On Saturday we arrived
      at San Francisco and he was in his bed. He had to get
      up and go ashore into an omnibus to the hotel. He put
      on his overcoat and mine and walked to the bus. We
      got to the hotel and got him to bed. He was none the
      worse for it. He was not very sick at all. It was not
      like the measles in Illinois. He was fevered the
      first day but after that he had no fever, did not
      drink hardly any, very little of the symptoms that he
      had before. He lay Sunday and Monday till 11
      o'clock and got up. He felt a little weak but
      gained strength very fast. 
      
Monday, May 8.
      
       We have stayed in San Francisco till now so that
      Peter would get well. He has got well now. Everything
      is dried up in this State, no rain fell for 2 years.
      The crops is mostly ruined. Some places they turn in
      their stock. Times is dull. We calculated to go to
      Nevada Territory but they say that the times is dull
      and many idle on account of dry weather. Water is
      scarse in some places. We start up the Sacramento
      river today. We paid 7 dollars a week for board. This
      place is a sandy and dusty city. We are anxious to
      hear from home, and to hear how you are and how you
      are getting along. And if you are in good health and
      all the rest. As soon as we get a place we will write
      Thomas. We are thankful to God who has led us this
      far through many dangers, may he keep us in his
      keeping, and we shall be safe. Let Thomas see this.
      No more at present.
      
       I remain your Affectionate son.
      
       C. Ralston.
       
    
     
    Daily Evening Bulletin, May 2, 1864, page 5.
    
    Daily Evening Bulletin, May 2, 1864, page 5.
    
    Daily Alta California, May 1, page 6.
    
       
     
    
    
      The following information about their trip appears
      in "The Argyle Settlement In History and
      Story" by Daniel G Harvey, 1924.
      "Charles and Peter Ralston, were the sons of
      
Elder Peter Ralston who owned
      the farm on West Lane formerly owned by J. R.
      McDonald, emigrated to California in the spring of
      1864. On leaving the settlement, they went to New
      York and took passage on a boat for Panama to sail
      the fourth of May, (the letter home was dated April),
      1864. They were ten days in going from New York to
      Panama. They crossed the Isthmus by rail, there being
      a railway across to the Pacific Ocean at that time.
      From there they took ship to San Francisco, arriving
      on June 6, (the letter home was dated May), 1864.
      They remained during the summer then went to Oregon.
      Later they came to Kansas where they bought a farm
      four miles from Lawrence. Charles Ralston married,
      and the brothers lived together for a number of
      years. The later years of Charles' life were
      devoted to earnest Christian work. When a child he
      was baptised in the Presbyterian Church. In later
      years he united with the Baptist Church and was
      immersed believing that to be the true rite of
      Baptism. He died some years ago. He had one son,
      Ernest Ralston who is on his father's farm. Peter
      Ralston never married and lived with his nephew until
      his death which was in the month of March,
      1916."
    
   
 
     
    
      From: "Classics in Maritime History
      Series"," Kemble: The Panama Route,
      1848-1869", page 218. 
      
		
      "Iron side-wheel steamer; 3 decks, 2 masts,
      round stern, no figurehead; 1,419 15/95 tons; 235 ft.
      x 35 ft. x 18 ft. (1859); 1, 452 66/100 tons (186);
      draft 12 ft.; double-beam engine built by Harlan and
      Hollingsworth; diameter of cylinders 3 ft. 6 in.,
      length of stroke 10 ft.; 2 boilers 24 ft. 4 in. x 0
      ft., 28 lbs. pressure. First iron ship of any size
      built in the United States. Hull plates of wrought
      iron 1/2 to 7/8 in. thick. Four water-tight
      compartments. Upper deck had two tiers of staterooms
      entered only from deck outside. Ninety-six state
      rooms in main cabin containing sleeping
      accommodations for 388 cabin passengers; room for 350
      steerage passengers; total passenger capacity, 900.
      Schooner-rigged. Cost $145.000."
    
 
 
    
      
      
      "Wooden side-wheel steamer; 3 decks, 2 masts,
      round stern, no head; 3,315 3/95 tons; 342 ft. 6 in.
      x 44 ft. 8 in. x 22 ft. 4 in. (1861); 3,575 36/100
      tons (1856); vertical-beam engine built by the
      Novelty Iron Works; diameter of cylinder 8 ft. 9 in.,
      length of stroke 12 ft., diameter of paddle wheels 40
      ft.; face of paddles 18 ft. Built by William H. Webb,
      New York, for the Pacific Mail Steamship Company.
      Keel laid December 8, 1860. Launched May 25, 1861.
      Chartered by the Quartermaster's Department, War
      Department, in 1861 and 1862 at $2,500 per day.
      Sailed from New York for San Francisco on June 19,
      1862. Served between San Francisco and Panama from
      1862 through June, 1869. Broken up at San Francisco
      in 1879."
     
		 
  
		
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