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Once in Hardin we found no place to stay, neither campsite nor hotel, and were told of places across the Mississippi river in Missouri. We raced through the dark and caught one of the last ferry boats across the river that night. Feeling like Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn we floated across and entered the fifth state of our homeward trip.