M. Torture. All work to cross 2 1/2 mile portage. Sun
awful. Flies hellish. All too tired to eat at noon. Cold tea and
cold erbswurst. Cached 80 rounds 45-70 cartridges, 300-22s. too
heavy. Too tired at last to mind flies. Rested hour under tent
front, all of us. Diarrhoea got me--too much water drinking
yesterday I guess. Shot partridge, first seen on trip. Jumped up
on log before me, waited for me to drop pack and load pistol. Camp
on partridge point. Bird seasoned a pot of erbswurst. Dreamed
about home as I worked and rested.
Thursday, July 23rd.--George and Wallace scouted for trails and
lakes. I lay in tent, diarrhoea. Took Sun Cholera Mixture. Tore
leaves from Low's book and cover from this diary. These and
similar economies lightened my bag about 5 lbs. New idea dawned on
me as I lay here map gazing. Portage route leaves this river and
runs into southeast arm of Michikamau. Will see how guess turns
out. Heat in tent awful--at noon 104 degrees; out of tent at 1
P.M. 92 degrees. Diarrhoea continued all day. No food but tea and
a bit of hard-tack. George back about 7.30. Wallace not back.
Not worried. Has probably gone a little too far and will stay out.
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