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1861 Sep 2 Mon
15 Enc.  2d Day  25th D.

must be roused from his roaring sleep - tis a pity, but we cannot leave without him.  I said to him while ago: [[underlined]] 'Non ti-ma Se-Ko-Se-lah?' [[/underlined]]  He pointed in the direction we are going N.W. (true) I signified to come on.  We were now bound for Se-ko-se-lah!  He quickened his pace amazingly.
Now under the roof of a ledge, the rain pouring down.  We have now made some 5 miles direct but by our windings 6 1/2.  Another lunch on raw Venison.  I have been on to an eminence not far off & looked out N.W.  Apparently [[underlined]] an opening between the mountains that leads to - I must know what! [[/underlined]]
By appearances however I shall find extended plains there.  We will have to prolong my travel in this direction to the morrow tho' I intended to be back to 15th Encampment to-night,

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1861 Sep 2 Mon
15 Enc.  2d Day  25th Day Out

but the rain has delayed operations.  A short time before turning in to our present rock or mountain house, Koo-jes-se raised a flock of Partridges.  As his Arms - my rifle - was within a water proof covering, he could not withdraw it in Season for a shot.  I feel otherwise than in good humor with myself, as the remaining "Job's Comforter" is not yet matured.  The advance 'Comforter' developed its contents yesterday very much to my relief - I know not how it is, but every time I make trip out, living in a good measure as Innuits do, eating raw flesh, I am visited with these venable named "Comforters".  It may be the raw meat makes good blood, urging the [[underlined]] bad [[/underlined]] to a focus - (perhaps the result of eating salt junk & Pork), into form of "Job's Comforters".  If so, blessed be raw meat.
Tu-nuk-de-lien has just been out & gathered