That night one man insisted on sleeping with his clothes and boots all on, for he said if he died he wanted to die in full dress.
Another day and some thought they could see trees on the mountains ahead of them, and this renewed their courage greatly.

In the middle of the day they suffered greatly with the heat and the dry air seemed to drink up every bit of moisture from everybody.

When they killed an ox they saved the blood and ate it.

The intestines, cleaned with the fingers, made food when roasted on the fire, and pieces of hide, singed and roasted, helped to sustain life.

The water was nearly all gone.