| CHAPTER | | PAGE |
| I. | It Can’t Be Done—But Then, It Is Perfectly Simple | [1] |
| II. | Albany, First Stop | [15] |
| III. | A Breakdown | [18] |
| IV. | Pennsylvania, Ohio and Indiana | [23] |
| V. | Luggage and Other Luxuries | [37] |
| VI. | Did Anybody Say “Chicken”? | [41] |
| VII. | The City of Ambition | [46] |
| VIII. | A Few Chicagoans | [52] |
| IX. | Tins | [60] |
| X. | Mud!! | [67] |
| XI. | In Rochelle | [72] |
| XII. | The Weight of Public Opinion | [75] |
| XIII. | Muddier! | [79] |
| XIV. | One of the Fogged Impressions | [86] |
| XV. | A Few Ways of the West | [90] |
| XVI. | Halfway House | [99] |
| XVII. | Next Stop, North Platte! | [107] |
| XVIII. | The City of Recklessness | [119] |
| XIX. | A Glimpse of the West That Was | [135] |
| XX. | Our Little Sister of Yesterday | [150] |
| XXI. | Ignorance With a Capital I | [155] |
| XXII. | Some Indians and Mr. X | [159] |
| XXIII. | With Nowhere to Go But Out | [172] |
| XXIV. | Into the Desert | [175]
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| XXV. | Through the City Unpronounceable to
an Exposition Beautiful | [187] |
| XXVI. | The Land of Gladness | [198] |
| XXVII. | The Mettle of a Hero | [205] |
| XXVIII. | San Francisco | [211] |
| XXIX. | The Fair | [229] |
| XXX. | “Unending Sameness” Was What They Said | [237] |
| XXXI. | To Those Who Think of Following
in Our Tire Tracks—To the Man Who Drives | [241] |
| XXXII. | On the Subject of Clothes—Food
Equipment—Expenses—Daily Expense Account | [251] |
| XXXIII. | How Far Can You Go in Comfort?—Some Day | [278] |