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I hated the life along the trail and I thought Lewis and Clark
were crazy. When we got a ways up the Missouri River, I left
camp late one night to try to get back to civilization. But
the captains sent George Drouillard back to track me down. He
found me and brought me back to camp, where I was dishonorably
discharged. I was sent back to St. Louis in disgrace on the
keelboat in 1805, and never heard from again. |
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