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She said they must make an early start , not knowing how far it was to their day 's destination , but which , she believed , from a perusal of her map , was all of twenty-five miles . `` The trails are no more than foot-paths and we can make no time , so let 's go , '' she urged . It was an hour later when the party mounted and started away , Washington bringing up the rear on a pack mule , industriously playing his new harmonica . The going was slow and tedious and the Overlanders were tired when they halted for a rest and luncheon shortly before noon . A half hour 's nap followed the luncheon , the party being `` lulled '' to sleep by Washington 's harmonica . It was a discordant , insistent screeching of the harmonica that finally awakened them . `` Stop that noise ! ''