Nothing to eat yet.
Wortheim, W. Eagle and myself went out foraging, to buy something to eat. We
got to one house and there was no one at home, but in the yard there were two
chickens, which we captured, for we were afraid they would bite us.
We went to the next
house and ate our breakfast. One of the ladies asked us where we got those
chickens. I told her that we bought them at the house before we got there. She
told us she lived there and that there was nobody at home. I then told her the
truth, paid her for them and left. The next house we got to we bought a ham, a
peck of meal, a peck of sweet potatoes and some turnips. We took dinner in this
house. We then returned to camp. We had a good reception from our mess, as they
had still nothing to eat.
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