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.

Great numbers of the Indians pass our camp on their hunting excursions: the day was clear and pleasant, but last night was very cold and there was a white frost.

Captain Clarke who had gone out yesterday with eighteen men to bring in the meat we had killed the day before, and to continue the hunt, came in at twelve o'clock.

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.

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

Caught one a live by poreing a great quantity of Water in his hole.

We were also fortunate enough to engage in our service a Canadian Frenchmen, who had been with the Chayenne Indians on the Black mountains, and last summer descended thence by the Little Missouri.