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ran toward him and when about 60 feet from him he arose and started for me. I sat down and took good aim and shot him thru the head, Killing him instantly. He died about 100 yards from camp 30 feet from the water. Male, three quarters grown, poor fur. Medium amount of fur, stomach empty excepting a little grass. This morning our seamstress had a spell or two about us Killing her but this evening she seems to be all right. Have tried coaxing but find that sterness is better. Breeze from N.W. Surf falling some. A great many small ice cakes. Cloudy
Max 41.5 Min 17.2 There being very little to do about camp Galle took a walk to the westward this morning and saw three bears comming toward him. He was afraid to tackle them so came after help. They dissapeared by the time the rest of us got to where they were last seen. Ada, the seamstress, has had a few spells today, saying she will never see Nome again and a good many foolish things. At this moment she is busy sewing. Hope she keeps it up. Saw one fox. Cloudy surf the same as yesterday.
Max Min (Not Taken) After breakfast the dogs set up a "bear howl" and rushing out of the tent we saw a large bear with a cub to the East of camp. They had heard the dogs and were of the conclusion that they had
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lost nothing about this camp. There for they were rapidly leaving to the East along the beach. Crawford and Galle imediatly followed and it is now 11 P.M. and they have not returned. The remaining three of us are about to turn in so I will relate their experiences in tomorrows entry. The woman has had several crying spells today and tells us that she was warned in Nome by a fortune-teller who told her to be careful of [firs] and Knives. We all have a great deal of use for Knives and she seeing us use them, and believing the fiction told her by the fortune teller is freightened stiff. A few minutes ago she asked me to get my rifle ready, and when she sleeps to kill her. In the next breath she asks us to save her life and not let anyone harm her. This happens half a dozen times a day. The main trouble seems to be an infatuation for Crawford. She want him to marry her and says hysterically that she would die for him. We treat her as nice as can be and one minute her spells look like sham and the next minute real. Light breeze from the N.W. Cloudy. Surf rising. Scattering cakes of ice. Later the boys arrived at 12 midnight reporting that they had been to the East 15 miles and apparently Roger's Harbor. the killed a female bear the two cubs the reason that they were so late getting home
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Max 29.5 Min 11.5 Still unable to haul logs for the house. I spent all day working on a stove for the trapping camp. The others spend the day at various small jobs about the camp. Light breeze from the North. Clear. Surf still bad. The woman has a spell of crying now and then but is better than the last few days. Working a little at winter boots
Max 32.5 Min 19.5 I spent most of the day on the stove. The others on various duties. Surf still too heavy for the dory. Light northerly breeze. Clear. The woman is working some and rather quiet now. Thank Heaven!!!!!!
Max 38.2 Min 13.8 All hands at general duties. Waiting for a chance to haul logs for house Clear & calm. Too much surf for dory
Max 30.1 Min 16.3 I finished the stove today. Crawford made a transit for rough surveying. Others at general duties. The woman asked Crawford for a religious book yesterday and I gave her my Grandfather's "Prayer Book" We pointed out several passages in the book to her showing that every body should be Kind and work faithfully, and now she is Kind and faithful and sews continually. It is strange that for all the calm weather we get the surf does not go down. Why? Clear & Calm.
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Max 23.6 Min 18.5 All hands hauled a large dory load of timbers for the house, in fact enough to finish our winter quarters. All we need now is snow for the walls and roof. Our seamstress is working ailigently and has are winter boots about finished Snowing. Light breeze from the S.W.
Max 29.2 Min 21.8 It is snowing and there is not a great deal to do so all hands are taking it easy today. Mostly reading. Some large ice on the horizon to the South. Blowing a strong breeze from the S.S.E
Max 32.1 Min 14.9 This morning Galle went East ward to the 3 bears Killed intending to bring back a ham from one of the cubs but he returned with the information that the cubs had been nearly all eaten by the foxes. Hatched up the dogs for the exercise but did not go far for lack of snow. Cut a large pile of firewood. Light breeze from the S.S.E. A few pieces of ice on the horizon. Very light surf.
2 Bears Rather a good day for we about 1:30 Pm Galle saw a bear to the north of camp. Galle and maurer went after him but the bear saw them and ran to the west. The two men gave chase as the bear had been wounded whe he started to run. When about 3 miles W. of camp the pursued bear was rapidly
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Max 27.5 Min 16.8 gaining when a female bear with 2 cubs was seen approaching from the West. She came to where the boys were hidden and they killed the old bear and one cub, the other cub getting away. I left camp and went to help them. After finishing skinning Maurer returned to camp and Galle and I wlaid in wait for a large bear and cub approaching from the west. Darkness how ever coming on and the approaching bear's course rather uncertain We returned to camp. Eight bears were seen today and literally hundreds of tracks Calm and cloudy. No surf. A few large cakes of ice on the Horizon.
Max 22.8 Min 9.5 All hands stayed in camp all day and did various small jobs. Calm + cold. Young ice forming on the sea.
Max 16.0 Min 4.5 1 Bear Galle and Crawford were just starting to take a walk to the west ward when Galle (who seems to always see things first) saw a bear near camp to the East. Crawford and Galle imediatly shot and wounded himer slightly and she took to the water. From along the beach abreast of himer and shot himer thru the head. She was about a two year old female, with not as much blubber.