I knew a fisherman's boy whose father once punished him for removing his saturated stockings and shoes for others.
"Always let 'em dry on you, and you won't catch cold," was his doctrine.
"Keep moving if you can, but don't change 'em." I don't believe in the practice; but be that as it may, the little Delaware girl showed no ill effects from sleeping in the clothing that had been wet.

As for her father, he would have been insulted at the mention of such a thing to him.
Ben's belief about finding water proved true.

They had gone hardly a half mile from camp when they came upon a sparkling brook, cold and clear, and abundant enough to serve all.

Having no vessels with them, they lay down and quaffed their fill.

Then they bathed their faces and hands in the delicious fluid, and were much refreshed.
The expectation was that they would travel a good many miles before night again overtook them.