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Excerpt
from Meriwether Lewis' journal
Friday,
June 7th, 1805
It
continued to rain almost without intermission last night and as I
expected we had a most disagreable and wrestless night.
our camp possessing no allurements, we left our watery beads at an
early hour and coninued our rout down the river. it still
continues to rain and the wind hard from N. E. and could.
the grownd remarkably slipry, insomuch that we were unable to walk on
the sides of the bluffs where we had passed as we ascended the river.
notwithstanding the rain that has now fallen the earth of
these bluffs is not wet to a greater debth than 2 inches; in it's
present state it is precisely like walking over frozan grownd which is
thawed to small debth and slips equally as bad. this
clay not only appears to require more water to saturate it as I before
observed than any earth I ever observed but when saturated it appears
on the other hand to yeald it's moisture with equal difficulty. In
passing along the face of one of these bluffs today I sliped at a
narrow pass of about 30 yards in length and but for a quick and
fortunate recovery by means of my espontoon I should been precipitated
into the river down a craggy pricipice of about ninety feet. I had
scarcely reached a place on which I could stand with tolerable safety
even with the assistance of my espontoon before I heard a voice behind
me cry out god god Capt. what shall I do on turning about
I found it was Windsor who had sliped and fallen abut the center of
this narrow pass and was lying prostrate on his belley, with his one
wright hand arm and leg over the precipice while he was holding on
with the left arm and foot as well as he could which appeared to be
with much difficulty. I discovered his danger and the trepedation
which he was in gave me still further concern for I expected every
instant to see him loose his strength and slip off; altho' much
allarmed at his situation I disguised my feelings and spoke very
calmly to him and assured him that he was in no kind of danger, to
take the knife out of his belt behind him with his wright hand and dig
a hole with it in the face of the bank to receive his wright foot
which he did and then raised himself to his knees; I then directed him
to take off his mockersons and to come forward on his hands and knees
holding the knife in one hand and the gun in the other
this he happily effected and escaped. those who were some
little distance bhind returned by my orders and waded the river at the
foot of the bluff where the water was breast deep.
Excerpt taken from online journals at http://lewisandclarkjournals.unl.edu.
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