March 18th. - To-day I shot six partridges with the pistol. This
evening I knew we were coming opposite where we left the cartridges
in the summer. It was in July, when one day Mr. Hubbard thought he
had too many cartridges, and we took and dug in the sand and left
them and covered them up, about five hundred rifle and pistol
cartridges. So I told Mr. Blake and Duncan about it, and left our
loads there and crossed over to where I thought it would be. We
hadn't marked the place, for any way we thought of never coming
back that way again. We came to the place where I thought we had
left them, and dug into the snow. The boys were not sure about it
at all, and thinking that I would not find the cartridges.
When we came to the sand they asked me, "Is this the place?"
I said, "Yes."
A chisel I had with me to cut the frozen sand with. We dug into
the sand and just came on them. The boys were surprised and would
have bet anything before we started that I wouldn't find anything
whatever, as the snow in winter makes things look different.
March 19th. - To-day made good time. Duncan snow blind.
Sunday, March 20th. - Early before noon we came to the camp. The
tent was all buried in the snow; but when we dug down were
surprised to find it standing.
