The Mystery on the Oregon Trail
One Covered Wagon Train! Two Broken Wagon Wheels! Three Curious Horseshoe Clues! Four Campfires Under the Moon! A Wild West Adventure! Christina, Grant, Mimi and Papa "head 'em out!" on a real covered wagon trek across the prairie, encountering adventure much as the pioneers of yore, and a mystery that you could say leaves Grant "upChucking!"
One Covered Wagon Train! Two Broken Wagon Wheels! Three Curious Horseshoe Clues! Four Campfires Under the Moon! A Wild West Adventure! Christina, Grant, Mimi and Papa "head 'em out!" on a real covered wagon trek across the prairie, encountering adventure much as the pioneers of yore, and a mystery that you could say leaves Grant "upChucking!"
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“But I know that’s…” Grant argued.<br />
“We’ll be <strong>the</strong>re so<strong>on</strong> enough,” Mimi<br />
interrupted. “You two just enjoy <strong>the</strong> view. It’s<br />
spectacular! <str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g>y say you can see for 30 miles<br />
<strong>on</strong> a clear day like today!”<br />
Grant and Christina couldn’t argue with<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir grandmo<strong>the</strong>r because <strong>the</strong> view was<br />
amazing. <str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g>y were standing 630 feet in <strong>the</strong><br />
air at <strong>the</strong> top of <strong>the</strong> Gateway Arch in St. Louis,<br />
Missouri—<strong>the</strong> official start of <strong>the</strong> Oreg<strong>on</strong> <strong>Trail</strong>.<br />
Grant felt like he was <strong>on</strong> top of <strong>the</strong> world!<br />
“Did you know,” Mimi began, “that <strong>the</strong><br />
Gateway Arch is twice as tall as <strong>the</strong> Statue of<br />
Liberty and <strong>the</strong> tallest nati<strong>on</strong>al m<strong>on</strong>ument in<br />
<strong>the</strong> United States?”<br />
Grant shook his head silently, still<br />
mesmerized by <strong>the</strong> view. Christina watched<br />
<strong>the</strong> people below moving around like tiny<br />
floating toys. Her eyes scanned <strong>the</strong> flat<br />
western land she’d so<strong>on</strong> be traveling—not by<br />
car or bus or train—but by covered wag<strong>on</strong>!<br />
“<str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g> view may be spectacular,” said<br />
Papa in his booming voice, “but it sure is high<br />
up here.”<br />
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