The Weekly Minnesotian

Westward Ho!—The last La Crosse Democrat, has the following intelligence in regard to immigration into the Southern part of the Territory:

For two weeks past, more than thirty emigrant teams have crossed the Mississippi daily, here at La Crosse. Cattle flock over by hundreds, all bound for Minnesota. And the crowd accumulates. Teams have to lay over a day, waiting their turn. A dozen or more gather upon the bank near the landing, the balance lay back in the bushes, resting their horses, and taking camp quietly on the ground. The average complement of a "wagon load" seems to be a man, wife, and five or six young tow-heads—not counting the dogs or chickens.

These emigrants, we notice, are almost exclusively a good class of Americans, well equipped for border life. Many are from the eastern part of the State; others from Michigan, Indiana and Ohio. After crossing the river they take the "ridge road," some bearing northwest to the Zumbro valley, but a large majority, without chart or compass push on toward the South Bend of the St. Peters. Their idea is, to keep moving till they find a place that suits them. As far as practicable, they pitch upon the skirts of the prairies, and in a week the smoke of their cabins will mark their new home beyond the Mississippi.

In our count, we have only considered the eastern line of emigrants passing directly through our place. The numbers that hold up at points in the eastern section of our Land District, or that bear to the north or south of us, we have no proper data to figure from. But the number of brown-faced farmers that load the eastern stages, that come in on foot or horseback, that crowd the Receiver's Office, with "applications" in their hands and "yellow boys" in their pockets, go to show that the current of travel and settlement in Wisconsin, is this way and not towards the swamps and copper mines of Lake Superior. You Milwaukee chaps! you Eastern railroad builders, where are your eyes?