Tuesday 20th.. August 1805.
a clear cold morning. a white frost. two men out hunting.
the men at Camp employed dressing Skins &c. the 2
Indians who Stay at Camp behave well their women mend &
make our moccasons. these Indians behave as well and are as
friendly as any Savages we have yet Seen. our hunters returned
had killed nothing. one beaver caught which ran off
with a Steel trap last night. we found [it] 2 miles down the
river. a nomber of fish caught to day. Capt. Lewis looked
out a place down the river a Short distance for a carsh [cache]
or hole to put Some baggage in which we can do without untill
our return.
