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From Clark's Memoir:
". . . This was the coldest night we had. The ice . . . was from one-half to three-quarters of an inch thick near the shores and in still waters. . . . A little after sunrise I lectured the whole. . . . and immediately stepped into the water . . . . This was the most trying of all the difficulties we had experienced. . . . I ordered the canoes to . . . play backward and forward, with all diligence, and pick up the men . . . . The water was up to my shoulders, but gaining the woods was of great consequence. All the low men, and the weakly, hung to the trees and floated on the old logs . . . . The strong and tall got ashore and built fires. . . .
"This was a delightful dry spot of ground, of about ten acres."