Durkins 18 miles, we got in the evening to a place
called the Double Cabin

, a poor house with earthen
floor, on which we lodged, wrapped in our blankets,
this night, but could get nothing for our horses:
neither pasture, hay, corn nor oats, nor even
an enclosure of any kind to secure them, so
we tied them to stumps and fed them with some
oats we had with us, and tried to get some sleep
on our earthen bed, after having partaken of some of
our victuals.

13th.

We were stirring betimes this morn-
ing, as our bed was not inviting to indulge nature,
and in 7 1/2 miles came to a poor cabin.

Here we got some oats for our horses
and let them pick a little in the woods.

We found a great change [here also from
what it was when] we left Redstone

, the season
is backward the leaves just putting out and there
is next to no pasture in the woods, that it looks
likely our horses will suffer much when we get
among the Indians. We breakfasted on our own
provisions, and proceeded 12 miles further, where
after feeding our horses, we took dinner in like
manner, and got to Fort Franklin before 4oclock.
14 1/2 miles, 34 since morning, feeling pretty much
fatigued. From Pittsburgh to this place trav-
elling is difficult, part of the roads extremely
bad, and accommodations next to intolerable