The weather was fine and moderate. The hunters all returned, having killed during their absence three elk, four deer, two porcupines, a fox and a hare.

As I have always held it a crime to anticipate evils, I will believe it a good comfortable road until I am compelled to believe differently.

I am no coward; but I am so strong, so hard to die.

The musquetos continue to infest us in such manner that we can scarcely exist. My dog even howls with the torture he experiences.

A clear cold morning with high wind: we caught in a trap a large gray wolf, and last night obtained in the same way a fox who had for some time infested the neighbourhood of the fort.

The day cold and fair with a high easterly wind: we were visited by two Indians who gave us an account of the country and people near the Rocky mountains where they had been.

As we passed on, it seemed those scenes of visionary enchantment would never have an end.