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After the luncheon stop we pressed on but scarcely for two hours with frequent rests; the morning had about exhausted us. At about end of two hours more we decided going was just too tough & besides hopeless so we camped, after scouting around to find bit of a level place. Began to rain quite briskly about time we got bedded down. Spread ponchos, and my rain coat to catch water ^[[surprising amount I thought]]. ^[[we got]] plenty of small debris dirt and debris ^[[dirt and debris]]and dust seemed to wash down of leaves of trees. Each poncho caught it seemed about a canteen & a half of water. This poncho water tasted as ponchos smell and plenty strong at that. We put lemon juice and sugar in it. & Young put in a bit of brandy. These additions helped kill the dreadful ponchoy taste. ^[[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] To. [[?]] my rubber rain coat collected water used a table spoon.It tasted tarry as H. I could only down just so much of it. Thought if I took any more ^[[than the dozen or more table spoons full that I did that]] it would nauseate me. Perhaps it was the mixing of poncho and rain coat water that produced the effect, So the crew said. The birds particularly
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