Sometimes I find things in my readings that, although they might not have much to do with Lewis and Clark I just can't help but make a comment on certain passages. Today I have two such items. Both of these passages are from a book by Alexander Majors titled "Seventy Years on the Frontier" and published in the 1890s.
The first one relates to Jefferson's opinion of "scientific medicine" at the time of the Expedition since it is the author's view on medicine as it was practiced in Kansas City, Missouri in 1857. Medicine was much the same everywhere else in the great American West at that time, getting worse the more removed you became from cities.
The author simply says, "With a few books and a sheepskin authorizing him to write M.D. after his name, and to commit manslaughter without being called to account for it..."
The second passage I include because I relate to it more than any other reason. I guess I am a prairie person at heart and don't understand why others can't see anything but emptiness in the vast expanses of grasslands.
The quote goes, "The person who imagines for a minute that there is nothing in the great desert wastes of the Southwest but sand cacti and villainous reptiles is deluded. The rhymester who made Robinson Crusoe exclaim 'oh, solitude where are the charms that sages have seen in thy face?' never stood on a sand dune or a pile of volcanic rock in this Southwestern country just at the break of day or as the sun went down."