June 1, 1853, a band of Presbyterian missionaries arrived at St. Joe.
The village of old St. Joe is now marked only by some cellar excavations.
I thought of Milwaukee first, but picked St. Joe because it's dry.
I've had some pretty good times on the lake and over at St. Joe.
He later left St. Joe for Chicago, where he was traveling salesman for another firm.
I suppose people do go to St. Joe for other purposes than marriage?
On his arrival at St. Joe Mr. Barnard found another mound close by the grave of his beloved wife.
St. Joe was at that time the fitting-out point for overland parties bound for California.
"We got a lot of information," says the Wife on the way back to St. Joe.
By watching at St. Joe and Independence, we expected to meet the train as we knew that we must be ahead of them.