The only obstacle between us and Mankato was the Big Cottonwood river, which was fordable.
And again the Mankato prison-pens witnessed a strange and wondrous scene.
Rev. Mr. Hicks, pastor of the Presbyterian church in Mankato, was also taken into their counsels and gave them aid.
We drove forty-five miles to Mankato to get our first baby clothes.
This took place about two miles and a half north of Mankato.
He was to carry the mail from Mankato to Sioux City and return.
There is more fruit handled by either one of the two wholesale fruit houses than by any other single way in Mankato.
They became intoxicated and had a big fight, so they did not come to Mankato.
While in the prison-pen at Mankato, he came into a new life "that thinketh no evil of his neighbor."
Now news came of the awakening among the prisoners at Mankato.