A Desperate Arrival at Mill Creek

Perchance our readers may consider that the oft-noted item of immigrant arrivals is by this time pretty well played out. Be this as it may, we have another local to chronicle on this score, for during the current week a number of ox and mule teams—some 30 perhaps—found their way into the valley and established on Cottonwood and Birch creeks. On Tuesday a train of six wagons passed through town, camping some two miles above the Bridge, on Mill Creek. Belonging to this party were six families, thirty persons in all, men, women and children. These people started from the counties of Mercer, Harrison, and Mason, Missouri, and from Warren and Oottowa counties, Iowa. The major portion of those arrived this week appear to be in a more destitute condition than those who have arrived heretofore. Several of the new-comers were suffering from what is known here as mountain fever and one young woman, about twenty years of age, was completely prostrated and delirious from the effects of a fever of a malignant type. She had been ailing three weeks. Some of our Physicians, on learning of the forlorn condition of these people, kindly volunteered their professional services and ministered to their physical wants.