George killed
two partridges with my pistol.
Tuesday, September 1st.--West wind. Fair, warm. Very weak to-day.
Our stuff so light now we can take all but canoe at one trip over
portage. Have just crossed portage from lake by yesterday's camp,
to other lakelet N.W. Boys gone back for canoe. I sit here and
write. Very rough portaging here, all rocks and knolls. Little
clear lakes between. Have to put canoe into water every 40 rods or
so. Shot a plover with pistol to cook with George's partridges.
Later. Made about 4 1/2 miles. Caught about thirty-five trout at
edge of lake where stream empties.
Wednesday, September 2nd.--West wind. Fixed moccasins in A.M. and
started portage west. Camped in swamp.
Thursday, September 3rd.--Rain all day by spells. Wind west. Got
up in rain, hating to leave blankets. At breakfast, bread and tea
and venison. I took no tea. Am trying now just venison and fish
broth. May agree with me better than tea. Don't miss sugar much
any more, though I do plan little sweet feeds when I am out. Very
nasty work in rain. Am well again and strong. Worked well.
Portaged and paddled west 4 1/2 miles.
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