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Original journals of the Lewis and Clark Expedition, 1804-1806

printed from the original manuscripts in the library of the American Philosophical Society and by direction of its committee on historical documents
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

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[Clark, first draft:]
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[Clark, first draft:]

December 22nd. Sunday 1805.

rained all the last night & to day without much intermition
we finish dobbing 4 huts which is all we have covered, the
Punchin floor & Bunks finished Drewyer go out to trap.
Sjt. J. Ordway, Gibson & my servent sick several with Biles
on them & bruses of different kinds, much of our meat
spoiled.

Sunday 22nd. December 1805.

rained continued all the last night and to day without much
intermition, men employd doeing what they can at the
houses. Drewyer set out up the Creek to Set his traps for
beaver, Sergt. Ordway, Gibson & my servent Sick, Several
men complain of biles, and bruses of differant kinds.

We discover that part of our last Supply of meat is Spoiling
from the womph [warmth] of the weather notwithstanding a
constant Smoke kept under it day and night.